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Rather know yr lips before I die

Or what’s it like to wipe the tears

From yr baby blues

I want to read my poetry in bed

With you hanging on every word

And then, reciting the meaning of each line

So, you know I love you

And not be embarrassed

When you tell me

I dream the impossible

For I know

However, no one could love you

As I would


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