Oh, mine! why do you call and not call and why did you not call not mine? I forget why But sometimes I remember or seem to know and know so well that how could I not have known and Oh, mine! why did you not know to know that I didn't know and had I known then, you would be mine!
Reason for writing:
For her.
Birth sign: Not entered
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