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My Perfect Match
Laying there,
cuddling him,
the sound of the rain
coming from outside the window;
and I know
there is nobody else in the world I could want,
nobody that would make me feel the way he does.
He is my perfect match.
cuddling him,
the sound of the rain
coming from outside the window;
and I know
there is nobody else in the world I could want,
nobody that would make me feel the way he does.
He is my perfect match.
Published 6th Apr 2015
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