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May 2021
So what if I'm not your speed.
It's you who I want and I know my needs.
Two the same kind;
You need patience with me;
Blame my mind.
I hope for this union, in time.
For you too see,
Since we met, you were mine.
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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   Heather
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