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on a plane with rows of scared faces first time flyers exotic new places but I'm going to east Texas and I call you when I land show me that taco place you love so much you can drive slow, and I'll be holding hold your hand I think if I was stuck for you for the rest of my life maybe that wouldn't be so bad we could hold hands when it gets quiet, listen to the echoes of our breath I didn't bite my nails in your presence you made me forget to be anxious you're changing majors there's major changes and   I wana paint a picture but I don't have a brush/ so I'll use my hands as you did once, I'll be gentile, loving, and smooth to the touch
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Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC
Nikolai&you&i
on a plane with rows of scared faces first time flyers exotic new places but I'm going to east Texas and I call you when I land show me that taco place you love so much you can drive slow, and I'll be holding hold your hand I think if I was stuck for you for the rest of my life maybe that wouldn't be so bad we could hold hands when it gets quiet, listen to the echoes of our breath I didn't bite my nails in your presence you made me forget to be anxious you're changing majors there's major changes and   I wana paint a picture but I don't have a brush/ so I'll use my hands as you did once, I'll be gentile, loving, and smooth to the touch
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Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 1:51 PM UTC
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