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I want to hear your stories, Your memories, Your dreams. I want to feel your fingers, Your toes, Your touch. I need to see your face every day. I need my oxygen. You see, Without you, I run low. I feel lethargic, who can survive without air? You are my air supply. I cannot possibly, ever, Live without you.
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 10:54 PM UTC
Oxygen
I want to hear your stories, Your memories, Your dreams. I want to feel your fingers, Your toes, Your touch. I need to see your face every day. I need my oxygen. You see, Without you, I run low. I feel lethargic, who can survive without air? You are my air supply. I cannot possibly, ever, Live without you.
#love#falling#oxygen
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 10:54 PM UTC
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