Firework's and Symphonies

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Parts 8
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Reads 80
Votes 17
Parts 8
Time 7m

What is it that drags me to you? That makes me crawl, that brings an ever lasting urge to our lives together. We walk, We run, We skip, We hop, will our ties always be what we wish of them?All Rights Reserved

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