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Jan 26
He has olive skin like a spaniard.
His chestnut coloured hair
shines like the sun.
His happy, go lucky, demeanour
glows in his smile;
Just like magic.
He broke my heart once: -
but all is forgiven,
as he has made it up to me now
by never leaving my side.

By: Dorothy Elizabeth Mary Blayney
Copyright 26th January 2025.
Written by
Dorothy
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