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Jan 2016
Bad as she may be taken for,
That's the kind I love,
The kind I die for.
Just to meet her,
Have sometime with her,
To make me feel complete for a while
even though it may never be forever with her.
I may count myself lucky for a moment if was to end up with her.
KB47
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KB47  M/Zambia
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