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by Angela Wooten
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Clear sight of love for you.
Hearing your words of teasing too.
Resting in the protective arm.
Is this really a man of charm?
So permiscuous in his past.
Trapping me in a time to last.
Offering a man to forever love.
Pleading with the one above.
Having a tiny precious one.
Everyone believes it should be done.
Remembering all the good time.
Should this man be my crime?


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