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Nov 2015
My dear clock plz borrow me ur all so great wand so that i can turn back time....i promise i wont be long, i'm jst going there around the coner, to the time when i took my all so precious key, the key that laid on the high temples, and opened up my pure precious heart to wear it around my silly silky sleeves...

oh dear clock plz borrow me ur mighty wand which holds all the powers of time travel so that i can go back to the time when i read my heart out loud so dat my precious lovely words wont ever lay on his selfish ears again...

oh oh ohh dear old clock would u plz plz plz borrow me your great powerful wand so that i could go back to the time whn i told him that i love him....because ryt now it feels as if i made a foolish mistake...
that moment in u whn u greatly regret ever telling a guy that u love him
Hughcendah Molelekwa
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Hughcendah Molelekwa  south africa
(south africa)   
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