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He wrote me a poem:
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My warm heart pounding
A mistress afar
A timeless star
A story teller without peer
A soul and mind too dear
For this world too much weaned on hate
I miss this Angel as it is fate
(pretty badโฆ..time is short)
He’s found a swift and surely way to get your attention. We who adore you, should take heed.
Lovely Miss Angela.