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Feb 2015
You
I hear your voice, I smile
I see your smile, my heart stops
I feel your lips, I melt
I touch your body, I become attached
You touch my body, I become fused to you
You're all I want, you're all I see
But you're not mine, nor ever will be
Aubreana Rose
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Aubreana Rose  Minneapolis
(Minneapolis)   
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