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By: Priyanshi Agarwal

On the face it brought a bright beam
Thinking about them in a daydream
Taking out time even when you are busy
Talking to them sometimes made you silly
Stomach had butterflies
Eyes shined like fireflies

It was not a crush
Though it gave an adrenaline rush
Oh It was a different kind of bond
Of which I was undeniably fond
This was a feeling I would never label
But to discard it completely I was unable


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