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I don’t want to bore you with it…

I see us in the park
strolling the summer days
of imaginings in my head.
And words from our hearts
told only to the winds
felt even without being said.

I don’t want to bore you
with my trouble
But there’s something «bout your love
that makes me weak and
knocks me off my feet.
There’s something «bout your love
that makes me weak and
knocks me off my feet
knocks me off my feet.
I don’t want to bore you with it
oh but I love you
I love you
I love you.
I don’t want to bore you with it

oh but I love you
I love you

I love you more and more.

Stevie Wonder

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Kvinne, bur i Oslo og har feriehus i Billingsfors, lever med mat, musikk, dufter og ein hage, gjer mitt beste for å nyte livet.

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