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prateek
·January 11, 2002·1 min read·2 comments
Miss Strange 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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