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Friday, March 28
Dear Smashing Hits,


Dear smashing hits,

I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start.
They spoke as chords do from the string,
And blood burnt round my heart.


I think i've been checking you out for 425 times.
How did you make me fall in such a mess?
Cos looking at you is like a crime.
Boy you just seem to outshine the rest.


Love,
Sofeeyah.
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