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Apr 2012
You're lucky.
Do you know that?
He loves you,
Do you know that?
So purely, beautifully, willingly,
Do you know that?

My heart aches for that.
The love of a kind man,
The sweet gestures,
Spontaneous serenading,
Forehead kisses.
The butterflies start to become prominent just pondering the wonders!

Do you know how lucky you are?
Eliza Jane
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Eliza Jane  australia
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