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Jan 2022
Soft like the petals of a flower
Kiss me while I'm sweet,
I'm bound to go sour.

Hard as the rarest stone
Touch me now,
I'll soon be gone.

Have me if you dare...
But remember in love,
All is fair.
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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   Aishu, Heather and Sadia
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