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Name: vylia
From: Colombia
Location: San Carlos de Bariloche, Rio Negro, Argentina
About me: Someone called me the jellyfish of sand... maybe it's the plain truth or the most attractive lie.
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Thursday, September 09, 2010,1:17 PM
Hollies - The Air That I Breathe
If I could make a wish, I think I'd pass
can't think of anything I need
no cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound,
nothing to eat, no books to read

Making love with you
has left me peaceful, warm, and tired
what more could I ask?
there's nothing left to be desired.

Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
so sleep, silent angel, go to sleep

Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
and to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe,
yes, to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe

Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
so sleep, silent angel, go to sleep

Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
and to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe,
yes, to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe
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