Content of: Come Here
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06/14/18 at 10:50PM
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Poetry
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Please come here, my sweet love.
Runaway with me.
We can leave, on the morrow,
Across the sea,
To an exotic isle, of sand,
Sun and thee.
Please come here, my sweet love.
Runaway with me.
We can leave, on the morrow,
Across the sea,
To an exotic isle, of sand,
Sun and thee.