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Apr 2019
yet she's so nice-
one struggles not to dream
for she's so nice-
yet not as cruel as it seems

hard to imagine-
imagining that she thinks alike
never, don't be stupid-
not in a million years, alright

but then a tap comes to greet me,
on my back not discretely
I swear I jumped slightly-
when she sat right beside me
she came to see him!
Hugo de Santa Catarina
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Hugo de Santa Catarina  122/M/the Vatican
(122/M/the Vatican)   
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