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He left the trail of kisses down my neck and spine, this was his farewell, our last goodbye. As he said "see you", i said "come around", but we both knew the feeling, of beeing lost and found .
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 3:50 AM UTC
When she found him
He left the trail of kisses down my neck and spine, this was his farewell, our last goodbye. As he said "see you", i said "come around", but we both knew the feeling, of beeing lost and found .
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 3:50 AM UTC
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