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May 8
You may not,
Know me that well;
Anymore.

A relic from your past,
Trying to find a way;
Back, into your heart.

However long,
It may take you,
To open your doors:

I just want you to know,
That I have loved you,
Since the first day.

And I want to love you,
Till the last.
Fọlábòmí Àmọó
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Fọlábòmí Àmọó  24/M
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