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BOLD

Lately, I’ve been feeling bold.

I can barely contain my excitement of the thought of falling in love and growing old.

A curse gets reversed. This rusted heart turns into gold.

Eager to put myself out there again and again as I remember every love story I’ve ever been told.

You look so stunning just like you are everyday – you are the clear opposite of cold.

Attraction to the masculine and feminine, I can’t help but fantasize in my head – because soon everything will unfold.

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