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Chick

Chick

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I still remember that chick, her rosy red lips

When she saw in my eyes, my feelings got flies

I started following her, she navigate me there

When I reached to her house, my feelings got pause

She called her niece, in her stammering voice

I turned like toss, on my previous pass


ഈ കണ്ടെൻറ്റിനെ റേറ്റ് ചെയ്യുക
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