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Messed Up Love

Never got the meaning of pi and thiter Before I met the guy whose name was Peter He untold the lie... both not a letter Then made the sour pie even sweeter... Said it was knowledge within a mathematical theme Ride low and high in the fourteen seater Cold wants to die he hands me his sweater Removes his tie says he's getting hotter Can't even share the weather? Then can we even be together?

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Matthew Harris

Date: 12/30/2019 5:19:00 PM

tis moost flattering to espy positive commentaries, though he (thee modest chap), whose predilection toward sesquipedalian iz unfortunate not contagious, but principally rendered searingly roebust courtesy of perusing various and sundry authors including poetry of theei.e. yourself.

Wanjiru Mbogo
Date: 12/31/2019 12:21:00 AM

Thank you