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Apr 20
When I first you,
you looked like a poor wretch,
unhappy
with his life,
a man who experienced
great misfortune.

When I first kiss you,
you tasted like whiskey,
full of hidden mysteries,
but when I had
the opportunity to know you.
I saw a man who's
true
to his words.
My man, so proud of you
Akira
Written by
Akira  19/F/Philippines
(19/F/Philippines)   
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