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From Whispering to Howling

At last, a fresh Air Is whispering tonight: Long and Thin Fingers Running through my Hair, Gentle, Loving Lips Slipping over Me (Oh, You!) Suddenly, the Wind Is howling at my Window: All the Secret Pa

 
 
 

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