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Barcelona Spirit stills live inside the damp small streets and Absinth scent
My friend and I know this very well Wet sex damp street wild cats sweet-sour amber drink Drawing our life as it goes by Dying at e...
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From night till day we loved we tasted time and time soft air and wet skin falling kisses knowing it will be gone poems li... -
Death is not my friend not the love that denied seems to call me with her name Death is all around and I just wish it would go... -
My friend and I know this very well Wet sex damp street wild cats sweet-sour amber drink Drawing our life as it goes by Dying at e...
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