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That LookThat look. His eye peeking out from behind his bangs, his eyebrow and the corner of his mouth raised just slightly. Playful, yet it feels like his glance is piercing my soul. For that short moment, the world seems to stop moving. He holds me there until he's satisfied and then lets me flutter in the wind. Does he know my heart is racing? He turns away, his face obscured from me, suddenly busy with whatever I had distracted him from. A barrier between us I'm too afraid to break. I wonder if he's fluttering, too. Does he try to hide like I do? Fear pushes back the question from my lips, keeps me standing on the precipice. I'll stand here a littThat Look
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