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I saw you... holding bio office hours, your passion for cancer sparkling in your dreamy brown eyes. I wanted to, but I couldn't make myself fight through the throng to reach you. Maybe, someday, our parents will talk...
I saw you... holding bio office hours, your passion for cancer sparkling in your dreamy brown eyes. I wanted to, but I couldn't make myself fight through the throng to reach you. Maybe, someday, our parents will talk...
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