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In the late hours of night and early hours of the morning, he comes...
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"Now i stand alone through the memories that haunt me, that haunt... And i walk alone through the rhapsodies, that taunts me, that taunts me." -Bob Ma..
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Something new has happened in this old room. Well maybe the actions aren't new. But the feelings, the emotion... passion. That's new. It started out s..
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Friends are lovers and lovers are friends. Your smiling lips, my blushing cheeks as you lift me up, a kiss on the nose so gentle and sweet, then firml..
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