These past few days, "can't wait..." has been a conversation starter used as fervently as a child's obsession for ice-cream. My mum and I burst into excited giggles maybe too often, and bombard each other with surprise hugs. I sing songs quietly to myself like I always used to when I was happy. There is a flutter in our hearts. And it wants escape.
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Been busting some moves to this.
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