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julius
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I’m lying on my bed. I can’t open my eyes. And suddenly she whispers, so gently in my ear. I’m feeling here skin, touching mine. And even though my eyes, are tightly shut, I still see, your shining face, right in front of me, watch me crying, out of love. glowing tears, dripping on here lips, drowning the sweet words, she so gently, whispers in my ear.
Thank you for making me so happy, my sweet love
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