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Meeting Michael His kiss still rests On the pillow of my cheek So be quiet Don’t wake it It might leave His hand still plays In the valley of my palm So be quiet Don’t distract it It might run His smile still dances On the stage of my eyes So be quiet Don’t disturb it It might fade |
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