Baby feel the warmth,
Baby I feel as I like to be yours
For the singing heart just having truth,
On a day, on a night
That I may, may I have you;
Is it ship of secrecy, is it life, those,
At random, fly, or fly as if to go high
Love, only, for you
Love, only, for you
May I have a chance, or havn't
May I have a dream, or not
Rush, till the night amazes with moon
Swear, forever, to be 'mong side by side;
I gonna be fine until you love me
In'a baby that is you has a deep sea
Havn't seen I that free
Havn't I seen e'er to be true something,
until it goes, and reviews.
[[[[Abbie Clare (P.B)
08/05/2017
Gazole,
West Bengal,
India,
Afternoon]]]]
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