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14h
What was as sweet as candy,
but got broken by the storm,
I slept under my bed,
Lightning would sooth me,
but footsteps echoing.....
You tried to shoot every bird
in a formation of a fleet,
but again, you only shot down one.
Pinky swear is forever sworn.
RyanGeoffreyHayward
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RyanGeoffreyHayward  46/M/Australia
(46/M/Australia)   
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