The summer in youcalms the winter in me. — Saiber, The Summer in You
The summer in youcalms the winter in me. — Saiber, The Summer in You
The summer in youcalms the winter in me. — Saiber, The Summer in You
The summer in youcalms the winter in me. — Saiber, The Summer in You
The summer in youcalms the winter in me. — Saiber, The Summer in You
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The summer in youcalms the winter in me.

— Saiber, The Summer in You
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