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When I think of all the things I want to say to you I feel my breath stop Too many hard to describe things come to mind, Too many feelings impossible to put into words ... I feel we've invented Our own way of saying all those hard to describe things; Just one touch and I already struggle to find words.
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Nov 26, 2012
Nov 26, 2012 at 2:27 PM UTC
You and Me
When I think of all the things I want to say to you I feel my breath stop Too many hard to describe things come to mind, Too many feelings impossible to put into words ... I feel we've invented Our own way of saying all those hard to describe things; Just one touch and I already struggle to find words.
mariana
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Nov 26, 2012
Nov 26, 2012 at 2:27 PM UTC
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