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 If I could write in verse How beauteous is the feeling of being your friend Would have to be a colorful verse Would have to be one life fullness I ain't romantic nor a poet girl I only dream possessing my soul's pearl I miss you indeed, and always of you think It's painful because we're hell away! For the eternity We might be friends Always united For Us always there...
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20.01.2003
11:30