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Once: shortly before the end of the school year:
I sat with my classmate on stairs to the dining room: 
and when she grabbed my wrist 
on which I wrote:
in the carbon atom: 
circulate six electrons around six protons and six neutrons:
she fleetly touched me with her brest
Maybe therefore:
I felt the black temptation to bite: 
which was boiling in her:
and all those devils: what danced in her:
as soon as: she see some sentence from organic chemistry:
hence roughly that: what she hissed: