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Fingertips
I'm a mind
that's set to speak
But love the page
words grow weak
And peak the second
They get past cheek
And leave the lips
In verbose phrase
just a kiss
Whispered into
Fingertips
that's set to speak
But love the page
words grow weak
And peak the second
They get past cheek
And leave the lips
In verbose phrase
just a kiss
Whispered into
Fingertips
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