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night hours on some random holiday. why did we even celebrate? but i can't complain. still remembering the cool air sneaking in the windows. brushing our cheeks, rose pink and it shows. i'll take the wheel, because you need me, because you wanted it this way. i'm driving your car, you...intoxicated. you can't resist bringing your lips to
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