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It felt like fireworks,
The touch of those lips.
I opened my eyes,
thinking I just lived my dreams.
But I didn't know it was bound to be a nightmare,
As all I heard were your running footsteps.
You pulled out,
And thin air hit my lips.
The sensation of your touch,
The magic of your lips,
It was too much for my poor heart.
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