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A man in the crowd


We met few occasions or so We chatted few times or more They may have been short or brief but worth a memory! I ask myself why a guy like that be interested in a gal like me? Each day i look around hoping he would show Thinking about the first smile that he once gave upon me Just the sight of him give me butterflies! Just the short chat alone brings a smile upon my face, which is hidden from his great masculine appearance by the mask upon my face Man, please come once again and give me the honor of a smile upon your face once again!
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