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I never asked to be held, But it never stopped The lines of my shadow From caressing your silhouette. -K. Moran
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
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I never asked to be held, But it never stopped The lines of my shadow From caressing your silhouette. -K. Moran
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
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