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The feeling of your skin on my fingers, Abandons all of my problems . As I spell out the only one thing I want to say. Rolling hills like rolling tides, Represent time Passing faster than I'd like. So I spell it once more, Hoping that your Unconscious notes the seven letters. Forever...
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Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 9:51 PM UTC
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The feeling of your skin on my fingers, Abandons all of my problems . As I spell out the only one thing I want to say. Rolling hills like rolling tides, Represent time Passing faster than I'd like. So I spell it once more, Hoping that your Unconscious notes the seven letters. Forever...
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Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 9:51 PM UTC
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