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Jun 2013
Freckles like kisses on your skin, I can feel the warmth when you pull me in.
You look down and smile, lean in for a kiss and then I wake up..  I miss you again.

This hotel is no place for me when your arms are my home.
Baby come save me, I don't wanna be alone.
Brittany Jackson
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Brittany Jackson  TX
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   Claire Murphy
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