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He' attired in magnificient apron
smiled to me
his.or mine eyes told
" hey ! i'm here"
Looked elegant without
anxiety or can I say fear
instead of anxiety
He has some sort of
FRAGRANCE
I gave up everything to be with you
MY OWN DESTINY
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