i hidei run
in the forest
through the snow
but the memory
of your hand
on my breast
you stroking my back
no forest deep enough
i can't run far enough
there is always me
i think of you
in the forest
through the snow
but the memory
of your hand
on my breast
you stroking my back
no forest deep enough
i can't run far enough
there is always me
i think of you
and can still
feel your touch
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