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I loved a girl when I was young there was joy abound every song she sung. She was pretty she was a rose and i went red when she came too close. Her heart so pure her words so kind I could tell her even if I was a blind. My heart raced everytime she smiled and nothing felt bad Nothing vile. I loved her then I miss her now but I know we'll meet someday, somehow.
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