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Oct 2011
Investigate those sounds !
Coming from my room
Under the full moon
Report if it's true
Blast away the door
Rip out the walls
Furniture spare none
All these must stop
Footsteps thus approach
What a catching sight
Under the white light
It's just us, making love !
Written by
Benson Udoh
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