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May 2019
We used to eat from the same plate
because besides being best mates
we were soul mates
There were some that did speculate
On us being so intimate
We would laugh at their spate
After all, how could love turn into hate?
An answer I'm yet to postulate
Because that's one question I'm still trying to assimilate
Zia
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Zia  F/England
(F/England)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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