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Nov 2014
She was perfect
but she was too much, too little
a riddle that'll fiddle with your mind

She was perfect
but she was too little, too much
a riddle, touch tingling, her crutch

But I didn't hold her heart
like she held mine.
Gigi Tiji
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Gigi Tiji  USA
(USA)   
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   Born, allen currant and Yael Zivan
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