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May 2016
If you want me to be the one,
Then I won't be...
If you don't I will be on you as a hurricane to land,
I am not an acquisition,
I am your plague that you will love for all of your days,
Dazed... Confused I understand nothing,
Yet everything makes sense,
But we've still forgotten,
I will come unannounced. Unknown. Irrelevant.
But you will surrender to this ailment.
I love you my dear.
Sarah Salako
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Sarah Salako  25/F/LDN
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