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Lovers and Lexicons: Ceasefire Romantic

The space between the notes from the piano and the thoughts in my head, Dancing for clarity, harmonious cooperation engage, thee I bade. For my posture poses inquiries as my pulse proposes answers And the prospect pulls eagerly at the corners of my consciousness.. Thrice kismet collide--Will, you, and I. A softer understanding to provide strength with ease, passion to separately seize, while love flows ever so free.
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Dec 8, 2011
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