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Aug 2018
I don't like fancy restaurants or dress up dates,
just grab my hand and show me the weirdest place,..
make funny images in the clouds with me,
lets count the brightest stars together, knowing we'll never be like them or desire to.
press your lips to my cheek,rub your nose against mine,
lets bask in our dim lights.
Do the simple things with me and darling I assure you I'll be yours.
Mary-claire
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Mary-claire  19/F/neverland.
(19/F/neverland.)   
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