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Forgetting Me Suits You
You look better than for ages
A healthy bloom on your skin
The way you walk so boldly
Proudly holding up your chin
Of course, you didn't see me
Admiring your mien so new
I must admit, against my will
That forgetting me suits you
Yet paradoxical as it seems
Without my baneful actions
You'd be that mouse of old
Tip-toeing about in fractions
Yes, I c...
Wednesday 28th October 2020 10:40 am
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