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May 2018
Things I use to do, people I'd like to
meet
Sip myself a brew, I will walk myself a beat
Old pictures I drew, A lamp a book a
seat
Grass with the dew, comfortable in my street
Pill is easy to swallow but It's hard to chew
I want only one thing I only want only you.
You are and will be the one I want to greet
You are my desire my heart and my
treat
I knew I wanted you since the first time we spoke
Meaby Pom
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Meaby Pom  20/M/North America
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