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Mar 2018
The sun my dear is what you are,
A radiance in my darkest hour

Dear the very aura you bring,
I hear angelic voices sing

But thy love is meant not for me,
In muddle if I be worthy
Jeith Ulster Jamero
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Jeith Ulster Jamero  19/M
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