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Dec 2018
you exist in every corner of my mind
and they say that love will make you blind,
but with you i see trichromatic
every second makes me more erratic.

tell me you don’t think of me,
you know my all my idiosyncrasies.
just let go and take my hand?
you are my only wonderland.
Written by
megan  17/F
(17/F)   
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     Fawn, ---, Daniel eason, SMS and DP Schott
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