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Oh what a fair maiden you have proven to be. When the light hits just, just right, it does show me. Show me what? naught but a shy person, a scared woman, a hopeful person dancing on moonlit silver, me a fan of the way you move. So please tell me Alice mine, why do you stay when you could go and be fine? All I can ask, is please stay a while longer with me. Because I love it when you say my name breathlessly
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 4:37 AM UTC
My alice
Oh what a fair maiden you have proven to be. When the light hits just, just right, it does show me. Show me what? naught but a shy person, a scared woman, a hopeful person dancing on moonlit silver, me a fan of the way you move. So please tell me Alice mine, why do you stay when you could go and be fine? All I can ask, is please stay a while longer with me. Because I love it when you say my name breathlessly
Sorry it is so bad, writing this right before work
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 4:37 AM UTC
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