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But walking down the city streets, when the moonlight covers your face. feeling the wind and looking, as it touches your pretty face. And not feeling lonely, When you hold my hand. It is the best feeling, That i could feel looking at the sunset.
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Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 6:36 PM UTC
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But walking down the city streets, when the moonlight covers your face. feeling the wind and looking, as it touches your pretty face. And not feeling lonely, When you hold my hand. It is the best feeling, That i could feel looking at the sunset.
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Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 6:36 PM UTC
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