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Mar 2019
we were at either side of the door
you couldn't see me through the small keyhole
but i could hear your crying from here
because a part of me was resting in your pocket

don't take the shirt off...
written this a while back
Sani
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Sani  16/F
(16/F)   
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   Marthea Flores
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