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Sep 2014
Think I have a stalker,
He's persuing me.
Can't break away from him.
An attachment,
He's hanging round my ankles,
Day in and day out.
Sometimes I don't notice him.
He'll never stand in my way.
I'll never fall over him,or for him.
I stroll through shady nooks,
He never utters a word.
Never shows me up.
He knows when to keep a low profile.
Comes out to play with me,
when the sunshine wears her smile.
(c) Livvi
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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