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-Nina
minutes after we've said
goodbye I miss you;
the way the Moon would miss
sharing a grin with the night
savoring the fearless ache
of a lone wolves serenade...
goodbye I miss you;
the way the Moon would miss
sharing a grin with the night
savoring the fearless ache
of a lone wolves serenade...
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