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The kissing Tree
We were young, just two kids playing in the street. A few years later, we kissed under the blossom trees in the summer. You held my hand, i played with your hair. 20 years pass, with no words spoken. Not even a hello. The blossom tree still stands, where we first kissed. 20 years later, and you say hello. It feels like 20 hours since we spoke. How time has changed us both, but the blossom tree is as we remeber it. Maybe one day, we will meet there again, and kiss under the blossom tree.
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