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Her kiss reminds me Of your tender lips The way you held me From my hips You were as innocent As she is now When that shooting star Witnessed our vow
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 1:37 PM UTC
Our Daughter
Her kiss reminds me Of your tender lips The way you held me From my hips You were as innocent As she is now When that shooting star Witnessed our vow
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 1:37 PM UTC
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