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Sep 2020
Love has never been gentle with me
In truth, love will never be
Love has shown its frail with me
In truth, that I can agree
Love has come and gone
In truth, it strings along
And Love has not yet said,
With this ring, I do thee wed
Lady ꓘ
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Lady ꓘ  F/CA
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