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Water trickles down on our bodies
So cold but so warm at the same time
Your eyes invited me to calmness
And your lips into kisses
Your hands were softly touching my cheek
We were the only ones
Against the world
We were strong and in love
We walked into our future
But maybe it was futile

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Publicerad 2006-12-23 17:33

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