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| Ride The Passion Wave |
2/6/2002
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Sweet drops of love fall like rain on the sidewalks of crossroads.
Hearts of passion splatter the sides and walls.
Time stands still.
Timeless hours pass by.
I smell the sweet scent of your aroma on my soul.
Sedation at its finest.
I close my eyes to remain yours forever.
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