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Apr 2020
I don’t have any flowers they were never my thing
I don’t have any songs I don’t know how to sing
All I know is your heart is mine to mend
I’ll be yours and yours alone until my life’s end
Written by
themisunderstood  31/M/Manila, Philippines
(31/M/Manila, Philippines)   
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