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Nov 2015
Her
She holds me tight in her arms,
She smiles, her brown eyes gazing at me, she laughs like a cool summer breeze her arms
around me,
Keeping me safe.
I'd move heaven and earth for you;
And I'll always, always be true.
We'll never put our love on the shelf.
Myriah
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Myriah  24/F/Georgia
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