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2d
We two out of two
smell sweeter together
Baby grow, I'm growing
along with your being

You already are you to me
before you really are yourself
You touch me inside
you touch me night and day

... Sweetheart come sweetly in
... the fruition chamber of our happiness
... Sweetheart come sweetly in
... bright colours

... Hand come hand stroke
... me before we go to sleep
... Kiss me new moon
... kiss me full moon
Collection "Dearme"
Zywa
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Zywa
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