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Oct 2016
I can sing further
Than the child
I can sin with nobody but myself to answer to.
I sing with splashes on my prescription glasses
I can laugh hard
I love that they laugh harder.
I can take that many visibles
Tell me you love me.
Tell me I'm good.
Tell me I'm kind.
Tell me im good
Please
Blossom Yelia
Written by
Blossom Yelia  London
(London)   
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