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Apr 2021
He lives above me
My crush
Three years going still
I blush
Soon to move
Green lawns lush
Out one night, it happened
I rest my head on his shoulder
He grabbed my hand
Then I knew,
No need to rush
Three years gone
How much more with three days left
Goodnight, my dear crush
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
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