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There you sit, my pounding heart, listening for the soft touch of my padded feet on your moonlit balcony... My breath I bequeath to you, with it to weave the veil over our deep secrets.
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Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
There you sit...
There you sit, my pounding heart, listening for the soft touch of my padded feet on your moonlit balcony... My breath I bequeath to you, with it to weave the veil over our deep secrets.
p-venugopal
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Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
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