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Jul 2013
You
But walking down the city streets,
when the moonlight covers your face.
feeling the wind and looking,
as it touches your pretty face.

And not feeling lonely,
When you hold my hand.
It is the best feeling,
That i could feel looking at the sunset.
Doll
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