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Dec 2018
You always look at me
like I'm a goddess
even though I'm not that pretty
even though I'm not that smart
Oh Albert, You must have the biggest heart
to love something
so imperfect
I was never fully able to understand
why he loved me so much
Written by
Electra730
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