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Apr 2015
Heartbeat
You make the air stand still
When your fingertips trace my veins
The way you feel my heartbeat through your lips
I would scatter myself like dust beneath your feet
Simpleton
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Simpleton  U.K
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   Anderson M, julissa garcia, Timothy, Erenn, Mike Hauser and 1 other
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