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Apr 2015
I’m sorry, I don't mean
to flinch - it's just… his hands
never had such a sweet touch
like yours. And please don't stop singing sweet
nothing's, for I am so used to
'you're nothing's
Demi Marks-Reilly
Written by
Demi Marks-Reilly  England
(England)   
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