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May 2015
What leaves me more sorrowful than adder's venom
is the way you tell me you love me
when no ones around
The way you appreciate me
when no ones around.
That You could say the same to a fly
when no ones around
Courtlyn Quay
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Courtlyn Quay  United States
(United States)   
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   Cecil Miller
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