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I dream about the day of meet you In a café, ordering a beverage of sorts. Sitting across me, with her own virtu Pouring her persona like a ravishing resort. In a scenic beach as beautiful as her eyes And clouds as soft as her cheeks. To meet her not by purpose, but an accident That may seem so far fetched it’s hysterical In a funny sense. Being in this involvement That had happened between this blissful Yet funny event is the best thing to come. Even though this is simply a dream.
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Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 9:44 PM UTC
I dream about the day.
I dream about the day of meet you In a café, ordering a beverage of sorts. Sitting across me, with her own virtu Pouring her persona like a ravishing resort. In a scenic beach as beautiful as her eyes And clouds as soft as her cheeks. To meet her not by purpose, but an accident That may seem so far fetched it’s hysterical In a funny sense. Being in this involvement That had happened between this blissful Yet funny event is the best thing to come. Even though this is simply a dream.
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Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 9:44 PM UTC
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