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valentine’sthese days i’m the barren tree that miraculously keeps growing no leaves to even greet in the morning no barrier from the cold winter…Mar 28, 2023Mar 28, 2023
i want, i want, i wantbreak the barriers let the flood gates out gusts of love from my mouth to your heart that’s all i want but it’s not what youMar 28, 2023Mar 28, 2023
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