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Jan 2014
And again, he played with his words
And again, I wished they were mine
And again, I said with a curse
Again, it was never mine to mind.

And again, he proceeded with charm
And again, I would see him around
And again, there's nothing I could do
*Again, how do I not want you?
Ceryn
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Ceryn  32/F/PH
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