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The First Kiss Is The Deepest
And the Wind Cried... Sweet sixteen: and, although he'd been kissed before, it had never felt quite like this. The moment had begun less than a minute, or perhaps an hour ago, maybe the day before yesterday, for all he recalled. Time had ceased to hold any relevance in the intimate world he shared with the girl of his dreams: He seemed to hear her name whispered amidst the surrounding trees, blown together in the late autumn breeze and tossed upon a random chance on the sea of fate which...