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Miss Strange

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prateek📘
·January 11, 2002·1 min read
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Well, there you are hiding in woods, amidst lilies butterflies, well, there you are amongst green trees, my sweet lil flower. Well , there you are my miss strange, right there in my dreams. Well, there you are in my lost blue skies, like a bright lil star well, there you are hiding in woods, amidst lilies butterflies, well, there you are amongst green trees, my sweet lil flower. well, then you come like a morning sun, bringing warmth and joy well, then you come like a morning dew, my drop of pearl

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