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Apr 2019
I wish I was her

Being spoiled,
Whenever she needed him
There he is
Holding her tight

I wish I was her

Being her guard,
Whenever she’s going to work
And going home
While holding her hand

I wish I was her

And I envy her so much
That tears were falling
And nothing in the world
I wish but to be her.
Jean Sharlot
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Jean Sharlot  21/F/PH
(21/F/PH)   
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