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sexta-feira, março 25












I just got something to tell you.
You do take my breath away.
You make my heart beat faster.
You make my hands sweat.
But that doesn't mean I don't love you; means I do.
Sometimes your heart knows things your mind can't explain.
And my heart doesn't race for anyone else.
I miss you, like a child misses his blanket.
I love you

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