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Blue sea
Words come out like waves,
but thoughts hit me like tsunamis.
My love he craves,
not knowing I think of him everyday.
but thoughts hit me like tsunamis.
My love he craves,
not knowing I think of him everyday.
Published 21st Sep 2020
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