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Mar 2014
They speak without words
They feel without touch
Stare a bit too long,
you’ll give 'way too much
More than six seconds,
he’ll think that you want it
But don’t stare at all
he’ll think that you’re snobbish
Mmm, I’ll stare at you all day
till you see what I’m doing
I want it, right now,
and it’s you I’m pursuing
Amabilis Lucidus
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Amabilis Lucidus
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     Lior Gavra, --- and Mr Vampire
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