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Dec 2023
Hazy reminiscing
We were kissing
Something missing
I can't remember
What it
Feels like

Any

More

It was just a dream
But here's the thing
I'm pretty sure
That I will die
Without a man
Calling me pretty

Late

At night
I wish this was a song.
Ranita
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Ranita  29/F/Florida
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