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my heart is sore from when i think about that night we danced under the stars perefectly in each other's arms dancing to the music of the streetcars and a freeway underpass. you spoke and i giggled and i kissed you so softly. your fingers hugged my knee and i tried reading your mind. it didnt work obviously. so i looked deeper into your eyes trying
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