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Jan 2016
When you speak I can't get your voice out of my head.
When you smile my heart skips a beat.
When you laugh my world lights up in brilliant shades and hues.
When you touch me the feeling lingers.
When you kiss me I still feel your lips on mine, even when you pull away.
When you pull me into your arms, I finally feel safe.
Can't Believe It's Not Butter
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Can't Believe It's Not Butter  California
(California)   
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   Pastell dichter
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