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Oct 2014
My sentences are disjointed,
I can barely unscramble my thoughts.
How on earth my dear,
Do you expect me to unscramble yours?
I still have no idea what goes on in your head.
A Whitney
Written by
A Whitney  England
(England)   
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   Timothy, Seher Seven and SPT
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