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and when it’s late and i’m alone the memory of your love is all that keeps me warm from this cold.
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May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 9:43 PM UTC
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and when it’s late and i’m alone the memory of your love is all that keeps me warm from this cold.
ivy-lynn
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16/F/Los Angeles
May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 9:43 PM UTC
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