Twenty-nine.

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We were walking down the road.
When I reached out.
For her hand.

She looked at me surprised.

"I've never done
This before."
She blushed.

"What?
Hold hands?"
I wanted to laugh.

She punched me.
"Don't laugh at me!
No one else wanted to."

I pressed my lips.
Against her hand.
Gently.

"Don't worry.
We have many more firsts
To go through.

Before we're through."

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