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We leaned across the lines I looked you dead in the eye You looked straight back into mine Then the sparks began to fly This was the first time -With our features so aligned I’d ever felt inclined To cross the line and kiss you
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 4:14 PM UTC
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We leaned across the lines I looked you dead in the eye You looked straight back into mine Then the sparks began to fly This was the first time -With our features so aligned I’d ever felt inclined To cross the line and kiss you
And let the flames rise higher!
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 4:14 PM UTC
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