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*About this thief from far far away, she never wanted, even to hear at first but at last awaited with a wish and a prayer, here comes the foot steps, and him as a  beam of light, this pure delight is unexpected, the heart of darkness, she once feared in this winter embraces as blissful warmth. his lips are passionate, kiss ethereal he takes away all she has, every thing she calls hers, without a word she gives, how strange, she feels full, overwhelmed, this is not the finis, something beautiful now begins.*
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Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 7:13 AM UTC
The thief, a paradox
*About this thief from far far away, she never wanted, even to hear at first but at last awaited with a wish and a prayer, here comes the foot steps, and him as a  beam of light, this pure delight is unexpected, the heart of darkness, she once feared in this winter embraces as blissful warmth. his lips are passionate, kiss ethereal he takes away all she has, every thing she calls hers, without a word she gives, how strange, she feels full, overwhelmed, this is not the finis, something beautiful now begins.*
k-balachandran
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Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 7:13 AM UTC
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