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He nudged the blonde's hand and she smiles, she knew that he wanted to hold her hand. Their fingers twined together as the girl gently placed her palm against his. Oh, I bet it was a sight to see: a tall pailish’ boy with jet black hair and a sweet grin, and not too much shorter blonde with a smile on her face and a rose in one hand, and holding the boys hand with the other one of her hands, walking down the side walk together. It was getting close to sunset, and they were heading toward the cemetery. They walked through the cemetery past the lot of grave stones, and up a hill. There in the top of the hill was a cherry blossom tree, oh how its pink flowers that are all so delicate and dainty grasping upon the twigs of the tree branches, stand out against the changing shy. They sat there at the trunk of the tree, conversing, giggling and laughing. The sun started to set, she snuggled up close to him, and he gently laid his head upon the top of hers. They held hand and watched the sunset. Right before the last cloud drew upon the sun, which would sink below the sky, he moved his head, and tilted her chin up toward him, she smiled and he kissed her lips tenderly, she kissed him back and he told her he Loved her, she said she Loved him too.

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