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[9 degrees at 4am, 2 quiet souls. 1 question without an answer.]

remember that night, while walking along the alley at 4am... you held my hand.

was it 'cos i was feeling cold...?

or perhaps you were feeling cold.

February 23, 2005 - 12:02 am

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