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Where are you right now? Am I dancing through your mind? I'm thinking of a night, our bodies last entwined. A passion on fire, blazing out of control. Flames so hot, brand you deep within my soul.
Mommy please don't let me go,don't let me be your second prioritybecause, for 14 years you'd left mebefore I could see you;my mother who'd brought me here
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