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Apr 2012
Hold me tight,
Kiss me in the moonlight.

Caress my face,
Close in on my personal space.

Whisper in my ear,
Make all my fears disappear.

Play with my hair,
Tell me that you care.

Hold my hand,
Because I'm your biggest fan.
Hannah West
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Hannah West
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     fire and Ishmyre of the Inferiors
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