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Apr 2
He is the museum, everyone dreams to see.
He is the music, which was never released.
He is the word, every poet craves to choose.
He is the museum, music and my muse.
Written by
Selena  20/F
(20/F)   
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       Lance Remir and Mary Huxley
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