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May 2013
it was what you made me feel
your heart in mine; a deal
safety at its finest
you were my home
like lovers do, we slept in one another
our own private Rome
now I have gone, no longer yours
sang so softly and low
*"You do your thing, bby"
step at a time tbh
Cin
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Cin  23/F/California
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