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Aug 2020
I was made to feel
your breath on my lips,
your hands on my hips,
and your words in my ears.
Ephemeral Oblivion
Written by
Ephemeral Oblivion  20/F/Lost in Nowhere
(20/F/Lost in Nowhere)   
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   Frances Raeburn and Eli
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