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I've had a visit from someone small. Some say he's a little upstart. He flies around searching for his target. aiming straight for the heart. Now I've tried to avoid him. For as long as I can. that stupid little cherub. But he's very persistent. and won't take no. He never seems to let up. So I'm finally giving in. and admitting defeat. but what a nice way to go. that little cupid's shot me good. With an arrow straight from his bow
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 3:57 AM UTC
A visit from cupid
I've had a visit from someone small. Some say he's a little upstart. He flies around searching for his target. aiming straight for the heart. Now I've tried to avoid him. For as long as I can. that stupid little cherub. But he's very persistent. and won't take no. He never seems to let up. So I'm finally giving in. and admitting defeat. but what a nice way to go. that little cupid's shot me good. With an arrow straight from his bow
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 3:57 AM UTC
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