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Walking alongside the walls of old town Wishing your hand were holding my own Since yesterday my heart has not taken a rest Not because of the coffees we had Next time we meet I will take the leap of faith Sick of being scared For  I have heard love can be a beautiful thing
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Apr 30, 2019
Apr 30, 2019 at 4:15 PM UTC
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Walking alongside the walls of old town Wishing your hand were holding my own Since yesterday my heart has not taken a rest Not because of the coffees we had Next time we meet I will take the leap of faith Sick of being scared For  I have heard love can be a beautiful thing
#love#hands#coffee
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Coldharbour
25/M/Tallinn
Apr 30, 2019
Apr 30, 2019 at 4:15 PM UTC
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