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We met on a sun-sand beach, You asked for a pull On my ciggarette, So many decades have passed, Yet, I can't forget You pulling on my ciggarette.
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 9:54 AM UTC
The Pull
We met on a sun-sand beach, You asked for a pull On my ciggarette, So many decades have passed, Yet, I can't forget You pulling on my ciggarette.
francie-lynch
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 9:54 AM UTC
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