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Apr 2017
You never missed a mark
Firing right for my heart
Sent the bullet rippling through
My flesh and left me gaping

Whole, i thought i was before
You came along, taking aim
With your charming darts
Darling, Iā€™m ****** I missed you
When I shot up high
insp. by annie oakley (1935)
Nora
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Nora  MA -> LA
(MA -> LA)   
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