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I Don�t Expect �Black Barbie� I don�t expect, you should talk to me, the path you had left, you should walk to me. I still remember you, in your perm hair, and I cannot forget, your ways of friendly care. I don�t expect, you consider me your friend, though I had done, a lot of amend. I wish if I could get, a friend again like you, and keep the value of friendship, which I hadn�t kept with you. But I pray to God, for the future days you spend, should be a lot of happiness, in it�s every blend. Harsh Y Bahl |
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