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My heart races, My mind wanders off to you being mine, Can we pick up the pace? Here I go again on cloud nine. Your existence blinds me from reality, I am in love with the idea of you. Help me end this mental calamity, You are too good to be true. If only you knew how much I crave your affection, We could have a potential connection.
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Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
Infatuation
My heart races, My mind wanders off to you being mine, Can we pick up the pace? Here I go again on cloud nine. Your existence blinds me from reality, I am in love with the idea of you. Help me end this mental calamity, You are too good to be true. If only you knew how much I crave your affection, We could have a potential connection.
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Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
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