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I keep looking at the door, picturing you knocking ..... How I would love to kiss your pain away....
Let the salty flavour of our tears be washed away by the softness of a delicate and delicious kiss, lips on lips, tongue on tongue....
I sit there on the balcony, silently wishing upon a star....waiting for your car to show up, right there, around the corner...
Yet, you are nowhere to be seen....
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