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Kissing her old style recapturing youth's smile, in the move back in time where the lines of age dissipate,and touching where the joy of memories hesitate, we still date as if we're teenagers,and not pensioners.
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 3:15 AM UTC
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Kissing her old style recapturing youth's smile, in the move back in time where the lines of age dissipate,and touching where the joy of memories hesitate, we still date as if we're teenagers,and not pensioners.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 3:15 AM UTC
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