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Sep 2015
Come hug me I'm cold
You're more precious than gold

You know I would give up the world
If my hands and your hands for a moment hold

All this time not a message I received
I said I love you but you never believed
Turn them down and come to me
My hands wide open come see

Just come, it's never late, I'm waiting
For the one I'm waiting.
Aroody
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Aroody  Dubai
(Dubai)   
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   Cecil Miller
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