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I barely know you.
I barely Know You
I don't "really" know you.
When we met,
We hit it off and by that I mean-
You told me all your secrets.
I related with you.
I felt for you.
I saw something you were unable to see...
You.
Cleaning, running around after Cam and the vist after-
there was, another baby in that perfect belly.
See, I know you're lonely.
You feel under appreciated
...Wednesday 6th March 2019 9:56 pm
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