Your smile, is
my sunshine
your sunshine
is my beatitude,
your face is
my mirror, and
the mirror reflect
my future,
If its disappeared
your appearance,
I might be
pip-squeak
without your
presence
I am...
Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 2:25 PM UTC
Your smile, is
my sunshine
your sunshine
is my beatitude,
your face is
my mirror, and
the mirror reflect
my future,
If its disappeared
your appearance,
I might be
pip-squeak
without your
presence
I am...
I haven't see you today, where have you been?
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