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Sep 2010
To know I breathe the air you breathe, it's intoxicating
Your smell, your skin, your laugh, your taste
It's so inviting
Something I can't believe I almost missed out on

I know I can be all that you need, all that you want.

Before I met you, nothing mattered.
Now that I'm with you, everything matters.
Written by
Kendra
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