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Jan 2013
It's 12 am
I can't sleep
I would rather be outside
in the nice cold air
Watching the stars
Cuddling with you.
The shivers from your kisses
Would eclipse those from cold
You would ask me to stay
I would love being up all night.
Mia
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Mia  F/Paris
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