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You have it when you don’t know what it is So young in years and so pure as tears You are happy to see and frail if it delays Count the hours to be with you Want to talk all the time when we’re away You gathers my whole self and I melt in your arms Day and night makes no sense Being with you is what makes me YOU
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 4:23 PM UTC
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You have it when you don’t know what it is So young in years and so pure as tears You are happy to see and frail if it delays Count the hours to be with you Want to talk all the time when we’re away You gathers my whole self and I melt in your arms Day and night makes no sense Being with you is what makes me YOU
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elizabeth-stone
42/F/New York
Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 4:23 PM UTC
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