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196 · Mar 2016
The beginning
Adriana south Mar 2016
As I sit here in this cold empty room all I can think of is you, how we touch each other so passionately soft and tender holding your hand in mine.
As I laid there in the room with him I couldn't feel his heart it was as if the love had stopped.

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