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May 2019
Quiet breeze,
And the tallest trees,
are watching us.

Touching knees,
Lots of noisy bees,
we're building trust.

Eyes olive green,
And as I lean,
pupils dilate.

So when you tease,
Oh, love me please,
'Cause I'll wait...
Written by
Nikolas
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         Timothy, Fecundeity, Nadia, Kalon, Richard Barnes and 8 others
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