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Oana, I love you
More than you know, Is no doubt about it, I am not so-so. For the moments you gave me, For being so honest and true, Oana, I love everything What belongs to you. I love your eyes, I love your lips, The nights with you And the only kiss. You proved to me Once and for good That I am finally Understood. No doubt about it It is strong The feeling you brought When you came along. Don’t think too much, Listen to your heart, Oana, I love you From the start.
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