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You talk of tangibles I'm stuck in intangibles. Highly doubt if you'll ever see Questioning eyes, I can no longer hide. Who'll believe, if not you My smiles deceive, do you know. Not you, but myself Eagerly waiting, to be caught.
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Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 3:36 AM UTC
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You talk of tangibles I'm stuck in intangibles. Highly doubt if you'll ever see Questioning eyes, I can no longer hide. Who'll believe, if not you My smiles deceive, do you know. Not you, but myself Eagerly waiting, to be caught.
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Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 3:36 AM UTC
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