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Oct 2013
remember the time,well you wouldn't it's my memory,
I was on the Great Wall.
Dreaming amongst the bustle of tourists, but I wasn't bothered at all.
All I could think about was you,since your name is their precious gem, your Beauty ,to me, was greater then what I was seeing.
I was in my own zone my own paradise.
I felt closest to you in this foreign land then I did in my own home, my precious gem.
My heart.
My Jade.
Thisis A Pseudonym
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Thisis A Pseudonym  26/M/Johannesburg
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