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Sep 2015
Why do I alwayse thinke
To harde, ma heart has gone enlarged
From da hope of finding tru romantik.
Ma feelings all gon slanted
I'm messed up frum wanting
Dat tru boye to holde me.
But noone here
Not one boye here
Natalia mushara
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Natalia mushara  From Boston
(From Boston)   
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