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Jul 2019
When the glasses come off
And your hair falls in your face
By candlelight two souls bind
And my heart feels fiery haste

Dark hair that falls on my forehead
'Seems like a dream come true
When heaven exists in the four corners of my apartment
Where I share this celestial love with you
Myra
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Myra  24/F/Pennsylvania
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