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Aug 2018
Shy but bold you make me,
Tripping on off of my words.
Sleepy nights but night owl,
Underneath the stars I look.
Stuttering mess I got you,
Eyes that are grey in some ways.
Feeling a connected soulmate,
But loving you will never be easy.

Worried we were when we found you,
Lost lusting looming behold you.
Desiring that doesn’t bestowed upon you,
My long lost love I love you.
Bold but shy you told me,
Worrier that leaves me discovering.
Protector but possessive you are,
Romping my insides that awakens me.
Cylia
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Cylia  23/F
(23/F)   
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     --- and Salmabanu Hatim
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