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By Laurel Ahlfeld Date: 2008 Dec 16 Comment on this Work [[2008.12.16.19.34.16112]] |
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I am always chasing you Halfway across the globe To feel the heat of your skin To taste you on my lips And right when my fingertips Can almost sense your warmth You are off and running again And I am left winded Hands on my knees Catching my breath I am always chasing you And you are always leaving me |