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4d
Pf.32
Who would’ve know that a pleasant day could be a day filled with pleasure and concern instead I‘d lay and I know I’m not the one in the head and there’s no space for your love.
Written by
Innocentia Hlophe  23/F/Nelspruit
(23/F/Nelspruit)   
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