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Sep 18. 2026
I sit upon your cheek or nose, Where sunny weather often goes. Not a speck of dust or dirt, I never cause you pain or hurt. A tiny dot upon your skin, Count us all and you won't win.
Sep 18. 2026
I sit upon your cheek or nose, Where sunny weather often goes. Not a speck of dust or dirt, I never cause you pain or hurt. A tiny dot upon your skin, Count us all and you won't win.