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Gliding over glass Gently, softly, sweetly Each movement sets a new one into motion Each touch Gently, rockingly, and feelingly All rolled into one emotion Fingers glide over the glass Until it becomes no more.
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Feb 12, 2012
Feb 12, 2012 at 10:28 PM UTC
Gliding
Gliding over glass Gently, softly, sweetly Each movement sets a new one into motion Each touch Gently, rockingly, and feelingly All rolled into one emotion Fingers glide over the glass Until it becomes no more.
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Feb 12, 2012
Feb 12, 2012 at 10:28 PM UTC
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