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By cryingshame58 Date: 2006 Nov 28 Comment on this Work [[2006.11.28.11.42.1348]] |
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as each minute passes by I wait for you anticipation brings heavy palpitations even without a mere glimpse of the curve of your face I undoubtly know your hand will fit mine as a glove as the low lamp light shines thru the fog stained window i fall asleep easily on the pillow that wears your scent |