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Feb 2015
When a woman is fed up a candlelight glows dark in solitary and every room of love        When a woman is fed fantasy change the things physical even sharing arm for pain but heart beat is always constant when your woman is fed with the things around how do you feel inside or within the hard eyes of tears
Written by
Abraham Anyadike De lilteny  Nigeria
(Nigeria)   
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