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Dec 2019
jealous boy,
the moon fits
well in her old clothes,

your love full of
sighs, full of dreams,

when i touch your hair
how the world spins!

you are my ******,
my sweetheart,

sunken like a falling star,
i love you more than the sea,

tonight, jealous boy.
beth fwoah dream
Written by
beth fwoah dream  England
(England)   
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