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Feb 2023
You were just human, a beautiful girl.
Until I came along and turned you into poetry,
Now you’re everything to me my beautiful pearl.
My light when it’s dark,
My fire when I’m cold.
And my reminder when I’m old.
Written by
Oemor J  25/M/England
(25/M/England)   
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