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In corso, pubblicata il set 03, 2020
sometimes I wish I could skip right to the happy parts
your arms around me 
my breath against your neck 
our legs intertwined 
as we live our happy, normal lives 
but I can't skip 
these will make me appreciate those moments 
one step at a time 
we'll grow together 
I hope



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