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by Amanda   Mar 13, 2005


Passions are running high; passions are running low,
Wondering just where this night of ecstasy will go
Feeling your body on me and in me,
Not too fast, not too slow satisfaction is the key
Fires running high; fires running low,
Hoping this feeling I have won’t go
We have nothing to lose and everything to gain,
Plunge into my waters and take away my pain.

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