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One is me single lonely number One stand on one solitary street One is free but still a lone figure I, at a crossroad, no one to meet Two with the confidence of love Two by sacred hours converges Two shared tender moments of Vows to keep through the years Three someone said is a crowd Three happy, frown, laugh, cry Three a rejoinder & oh, so loud Our home at the street nearby Why stop at three got one more Now it's one, two, three & four!
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Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
One Two Three & Four
One is me single lonely number One stand on one solitary street One is free but still a lone figure I, at a crossroad, no one to meet Two with the confidence of love Two by sacred hours converges Two shared tender moments of Vows to keep through the years Three someone said is a crowd Three happy, frown, laugh, cry Three a rejoinder & oh, so loud Our home at the street nearby Why stop at three got one more Now it's one, two, three & four!
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60/M/New Malaysia
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
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