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The words ran away from my mouth, I've lost them.
My legs have collapsed, they've gone weak.
Find my words, finish my sentences when we speak.
She is the world, one of a kind, a gem.
I've never seen a diamond so unique.
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LuvBoat
Mar 16 1:25 PM
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