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Apr 2018
The butterflies come
when I think of you
I feel so self-conscious
whenever you’re around
Gosh, you are so gorgeous
and I think you’re perfect
I feel so frustrated
I don’t know what to do
I wish I could do more
than just say I love you
Rey Clarence Naya
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Rey Clarence Naya  19/M
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