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Sep 2020
My grandma
Always had a way
with words
She once said to me
Child,
Don't go proving love
With words
It is not a thing that's hidden
It is clear as day.
Love may be blind
But you aren't
And neither is she.
Ugo Victor
Written by
Ugo Victor  M/Denmark
(M/Denmark)   
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