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Jun 2019
It was the strike of twelve on a dark dark night
The moon was watching an oh so bright
The stars they delightfully danced
When i fell into the deepest trance

Could barely hear see or smell
But this was a feeling i knew well
Like an old friend coming to talk
Sold me on a calming walk

So off i went i tripped n stumbled
A fantastic heart heard me mumble
She welcomed me gave me her all
So smitten with the romance i fall
To the depths of bliss an laughter she calls
Yeah I still hear her sometimes

The brilliant one
The goddess
The rising sun
The long dress
The beating drum
The only one
The woman i spend my dreams with
Jason Myr
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Jason Myr  27/M/Australia
(27/M/Australia)   
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