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Jun 2014
I had forgotten what that was like,
Thanks for the reminder.              To be ignored
                                              x          When all my want prefers you.
                                                          Th­is time no piece of me is left behind
                                                          ­No trace of me gets left behind
  
                                                          My love is too unequivocal to be          
                                                          thrown­ on my face
Quisha
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