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Beauty Song
Don't wear contact lenses
Your eyes are my Ocean
Let me feel your lovely senses
And see you my Queen.
Don't use makeup material
Just be same as you are
Rosy cheeks are really natural
looks for me as star.
Don't cut your shiny hair
I love it to become so long
Set free your hair to air
And let me enjoy the song.
Monday 11th February 2019 6:14 pm
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