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Mar 30
Yeah, she loves me.
When I have nothing to see?
No wealth, no car but a love filled with love.

Yeah, she loves me.
I can't tell you what she see? --(in me)
But I can feel her love and her support.

Many times, we question various things.
Never positive about anything being real.
Until you feel it.
Yes, until you feel it.
Yes, truly feel it.

She adores me.
So very deeply.
I just know (in my heart) she loves me.
And I love her back.

Yes, it's a fact.
Even when she gets on my nerve.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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   Mary Huxley
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