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Nov 2018
How o how, my love, do I reach.
Please contact me somehow, I beseech.
Because as much as I wish, you I can't reach.
If I get you, cling to you I will, like a leech.
Dream I, of walking hand in hand, at a beautiful beach.
How o how, my love, do I reach ?

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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