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The boy tired of life, See how hard he tried. He need Somebody to lean. Here she is…. That eyes remind me of the half moon. Those hair complete the roots of the Eden trees. If she smiles, the stars hide of jealous. Tired he is , thus she gave her shoulder to lean. Not the tired boy anymore, thus she made him her Man.
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Jun 25, 2024
Jun 25, 2024 at 9:06 PM UTC
Boy To Man
The boy tired of life, See how hard he tried. He need Somebody to lean. Here she is…. That eyes remind me of the half moon. Those hair complete the roots of the Eden trees. If she smiles, the stars hide of jealous. Tired he is , thus she gave her shoulder to lean. Not the tired boy anymore, thus she made him her Man.
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Jun 25, 2024
Jun 25, 2024 at 9:06 PM UTC
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