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Feb 7
I didn't know you until she spoke your name.
Now I could never see you without knowing.
I used to think what pretty flowers
but now I'll always know.
I call you out by name.
Wrote 2/7/24     @ItsInevitable229
Inevitable
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   Cheryl Ann Warner
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