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UNMASK ME 2


'Twas was a waking call and her voice was breaking She said' my night wasn't sweet, today, let's meet Let our needs gently proceed My sleep too was shallow down a path narrow We held hands in sweet comfort down the street Our smiles were glistering with deep string My heart beats for her voice, oh, my darling choice Tender you are, not a pretender Oh, 'tis coming real, yea, l feel Her voice pulls, her rejoice cools I still hear the echo ' unmask me' like an arrow Pierced me through the marrow, keep my hope for morrow (c) Munemune Ebitimi Arthur-290519
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