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Apr 2019
i wont let you keep on reading,
keep on seeing and peeping,
let you keep on being
a little tom;

boy you sure know how
to push every button somehow,
but hey this is getting kinda long;

now don't go getting greedy,
after all you love the feeling
of knowing you're her --
-- at least this time around.
the role of *her* is a fate set in stone; alone.
D
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D  25/Canada
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