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Jun 2015
Your lips is a diversion of your words your spoken spoken
your hair are like lullaby strings across my heardrums
Your eyes is like the oceans of the never ending planet just glowing, unique
Your hands are like cushions soft ,comfortable and beautiful
Oluwabunmi fakorede
Written by
Oluwabunmi fakorede  hackney london
(hackney london)   
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   Eiliv Advena
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