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Aug 2020
Oh, believe me.
I'm now afraid to admit to you that every now and then I think of you.

Your smile, your heart, your smile, and the way you care.
So yes, every now and then, you cross my mind.

Why shouldn't you?
Together, we share some good times.
Yes, every now and then.

It doesn't necessarily have to be love.
But nothing measures up to yours.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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