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Nov 2020
Ours
You looked at me
Eyes electric blue
And you promised me
You'd always come through

You promised to give me
The sun and the stars
But I would be fine
With just a life to call ours
Quinn
Written by
Quinn  20/M
(20/M)   
84
   --- and Martin Bond
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