The wind blows the leaves rustle, the fire crackles, he hugs me closer, he holds me tight, the light is fading from the sky there's no one I'd rather be with than this guy.

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The wind blows the leaves rustle, the fire crackles, he hugs me closer, he holds me tight, the light is fading from the sky there's no one I'd rather be with than this guy.

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