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Aug 4
You’re my beauty,
I’m your beast.
We belong together.

We fit perfectly.
Like cold mountain dew,
And summer weather.

Together we go crazy,
Together we forget about the world.
While holding hands,
We become totally unfurled.

Yes you’re my beauty,
I’m your beast.
Amiאלפא
Written by
Amiאלפא  15/F/South Africa, Israel.
(15/F/South Africa, Israel.)   
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