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Oct 2020
Quarter to midnight,
we rise to the highest peak.
Clothed in nothing but moonlight,
drunk as you fill me in.
Didn't want to rush,
you just had to push it in too deep,
All you did is touch,
Savoring the feel of your heartbeat--
Sweet ecstasy.
Pauline Celerio
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Pauline Celerio  Somewhere Out There
(Somewhere Out There)   
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   Pradip Chattopadhyay
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