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					<description><![CDATA[Her tall, slender figure moved across the stage with grace, and her dark brown hair fell to her shoulders like waves of silk. Unable to look away, mesmerized by her almond-shaped eyes, she drew him in as she spoke her lines. The first time they rehearsed the kiss, his soul eased, as if it had ... <a title="Musings" class="read-more" href="https://marialokken.com/2021/03/18/15820/" aria-label="Read more about Musings">Read more</a>]]></description>
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<p>The first time they rehearsed the kiss, his soul eased, as if it had found its other half.<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>		</p>
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