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You are like Smoke between My fingers, Like drops of Liquid gold, A love that my mind Knows so well But my hands Can never hold.
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 10:46 PM UTC
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You are like Smoke between My fingers, Like drops of Liquid gold, A love that my mind Knows so well But my hands Can never hold.
lillian-harris
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22/F/American
Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 10:46 PM UTC
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