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Hold My Hand

"Hold my hand," he whispered. I turned to look at him. He nodded. I shakily entwined my hand with his as we slowly continued walking forward. I couldn't help myself from laughing. He turned to me and smiled at me. I was finally happy. Absolutely nothing seemed to matter at the moment. I squeezed his hand tighter and received a squeeze back. I didn't bother to look back as we continued on walking.

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