Wanna feel you In my arms

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Miss you at the same pace.
To grab your murmuring voice,
To collect some tranquility 
Of love shore.
You are use to 
Tease me,
As I
Use to miss you.
Wanna feel you
In my arms 
As offspring is over.
My pen is inking
Because somebody is 
Use to smile
On my kiddish love.
I'll come
When you get free.
I'll come 
When you need me.

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