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First

first


First, I felt the vibration
are often shaky right taste
There seemed a new twist
irradiate my days

First, I was tempted
your eyes sparkle
proud tear down the walls of the heart
torn right boundary of cold loneliness ....

First me and do not forget me
I love entangled
I do not want to loose yourself
I dissolve it in a real
ripple that will caress your
allegiance accompany me

I think ... touch ... vibration ...
(oh, the first)
in love ... hugs ...

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