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Jan 2020
Spring
Spring, flowers flowered away,
I don't have any more to say.
Wherever I go, the flowers catch up
and tempt me with their smell...
It's just like her perfume...
Oh well...
Written by
Ilija  20/M/RS
(20/M/RS)   
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