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Oct 2016
Hug
Oh dear, to see thee makes I leap in joy
Lively domicile, this, pulls me to thee
Moment is this, want I not to destroy
So could I cling to thy shoulders and squeeze?
Kurt Christian B Tubera
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   Cristine Flen Tejero
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