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Nov 2016
The first time I looked at you,
In so many ways I asked you to be mine
And although it wasn't spoken aloud, you said no

You're under someone else's thumb
Numb to my tiny spells
You live on an island with your Beautiful

You walk around under the Sun
And pay no mind to my dark
Each time I see you I let you go
But I hope you never go far.
Veronika
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Veronika
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