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Sep 2010
He sung to me

He didn't sing well

It was more like harmonic yelling

Off key and scratchy

With that little childish glint in his eyes

I knew I loved him then

No ones ever sung to me before

I smiled playfully

He just blushed sort of

and kissed me deeply

I haven't heard him sing

In suchΒ Β a long time.....

I hadn't seen him smile

In such a long time
Nessie
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     D Conors, Moe Awad and Emma Liang
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