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Feb 2019
There is a language my body
Attempts to create and communicate
Every time you show around
I don't understand it yet
But i know you'll like it

I feel your hand's
Call out to mine
I hear the shade of your smile
Whisper out to me
Stuck in motion
Like i'd do something
I don't know what
But if our heart's could talk
I know i'd do it.
©Hillα
I gotta stick by you, though am invisible to you or maybe you turn blind in my presence
Hilla254
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Hilla254  20/M/Kenya
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