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Feb 2022
One, two, three, four
I want to see you more

Five, six, seven, eight
Wouldn't that be great?

Nine, ten
I hope this never ends.

Though sometimes I may lose count,
There will never be a shred of doubt,
That what we have is something so different.
And it's just so appealing.

l.v.s and IM
Leila The Kiwi
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Leila The Kiwi  22/F/New Zealand
(22/F/New Zealand)   
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