B26-P18-My Love Is Real
POEM 18 MY LOVE IS REAL
MY LOVE IS REAL ALL THE TIME AT NIGHT IN YOUR ARMS,
MY LOVE IS REAL WHEN I LOOK TO THE SKY,
MY LOVE IS REAL I START THINKING OF YOU.
MY LOVE IS REAL THEN I ASK MYSELF WHY?
MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS
AUTHOR
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