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May 2019
Butterflies arise as I hold you in my eyes,
I hope you hear my sighs when you’re away.
You’re the one for me, I thought that we were meant to be
But I guess you don’t agree, you wouldn’t stay.
Written by
Joe Macintosh  17/M/United Kingdom
(17/M/United Kingdom)   
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