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the world is foreign when you're near.

i think there's someone at the door.

hold me closely

like i may disappear.

i adore,

i adore,

i adore

the gentle whispers, smooth as cashmere.

 

dear, we are not like the rest.

you are the best,

best,

best.

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july 29th, 2014

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