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Apr 2018
I know he loves me,
That I am sure,
And when I’m sad,
He is my cure.

We talk and talk,
And time keeps going by,
And I know that when he sees a tear,
He’s sad to see me cry.

Swallowing me in a warm embrace,
I pray it never will end,
Because I know he loves me.....
As a friend.
Written by
Ruth  F/U.S.A
(F/U.S.A)   
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