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Oct 2019
Time has stopped
The world is not exists

When you hold me
In your arms....

I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to explain

When you hold me in your arms...

Somehow everything looks nice
And in stomach playing butterflies

I wish I could give you my eyes

The eyes that see your beautiful soul
In the light of your eyes...
Villam
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Villam  37/F/UK
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