Neoteric Eccentricity
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My Heart's Desire
November 10, 2010
Love
I want to make love with you
Make everything ok
Make it all better
Too much, too little
I'll be wishing you here
But forever we'll glide
On the wings of clouds
Until we float to the ground
We'll die in each others arms.
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