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Mar 2014
It was spring time,
And she was my partner in crime.

No one knew why she left us,
Neither did we know where she was.

But one fine day it occured to me,
So I went everywhere she could be.

And finally I did find where she lived,
I hope she survived.

She lived somewhere on the hills,
Surrounded by lovely daffodils.

Just when I saw her I couldn't stop,
She was holding a mop.

I smiled, waited for her smile back,
She smiled too, and offered me some snack.

She asked me how I found,
Because she was astound.

She refused to come home,
We lived in Rome.

She said she didn't like that place,
I offered to stay back, just in case.

She said she'd loved me to stay,
I promised to make her smile everyday.

I finally said, I love you,
She said she loved me too.
Just random it's same like the previous ones the words and all but still
Trisha
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Trisha  London.
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