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May 2016
And the moment your delicate fingers guided across my skin
All I could think about was the music I first heard you play the night we meet
And how it was the combination of your fingers and a soft paino note
That told me it was you I am ament to forever love
Written by
WiltingMoon
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   Ash Rose
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