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The Moment


The quite before the storm is always unnerving. As they looked into each other’s hearts, all they saw were seas vitiated by raging storms and yet it seemed there was calm in the chaos.

As they kissed, time stood still and the only thing that mattered was the identification with that moment and the calm.

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