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Sep 2014
Every time I see you
Your presence soothes my body
There's this pressure in my chest
As my heart pounds rapidly
My lungs lack oxygen
Sufficate
I have the urge to touch your soul
To know you
I want to be close to you
But I'm running out of time
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y  Earth
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