W . H. I. T. E.
Play around with white. It was only a smile. It went wild. Just a nerve to ask. A word. On flicker. Surprise. One month. Turned into year.  I wasn't expecting that. So, what did I get right. To deserve someone like you.  Spring.Wouldn't change a thing. Play around with white. White.
 W . H. I. T. E.


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