The sweetest thing I've ever known...Was like the kiss on the collarbone...Soft caress of happiness...The way wewe walk, your style of dress...I wish I didn't get so weak...Baby, just to hear wewe speak...Makes me argue just to see...How much you're in upendo with me...
It was cold outside. Thankfully, Lisa Cuddy was wrapped in a blanket inayofuata to a crackling fire. She watched the flames dance in front of her eyes, casting a warm glow upon her face. She turned her gaze to her window, snowflakes were forming in beautiful patterns, sparkling when the light of the moto flickered on them. Reflecting on...
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