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It glistens on the pavement When cold it turns to ice I’d dance under its pouring And never once think twice In ways it is romantic The pitter patter overhead And no sound is more relaxing While laying tucked up in your bed

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jason-paul-klenetsky

51 / M

For You?

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jason-paul-klenetsky

51 / M

Published: May 24
Time: 1m

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