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Eternal Kiss
His lips like berries, they taste so sweet...
And seasoned from past fallen feats...
I am his last, they'll be no others...
For we are bound by eternity, true lovers...
And seasoned from past fallen feats...
I am his last, they'll be no others...
For we are bound by eternity, true lovers...
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