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4d
It started as a joke,
Some harmless fun.
Then the air cleared from its smoke,
I no longer wanted to run.

What’s this new desire called?
I’ve never felt this way before.
My heart now feels loud and stalled;
This is something I can’t ignore.

This must be love,
I see her as a dove.
She lights up my world,
Where shadows curled.
Peter Fernandez
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Peter Fernandez  16/M/Florida
(16/M/Florida)   
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   erin walts and eliana
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