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A Client's Woe
When shadows go into hiding
And dreams run wild
I imagine you all stripped down and bare
All facades shed
Thoughts of me invade your head...
Or so I wish, a girl can dream
I miss you, I want you
If only I could scream
These words out loud
Remove the shroud
Say them loud
Say them proud...
But I mustn't disturb the peace
What is unknown must remain ...
Thursday 3rd September 2020 10:20 am
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