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Jul 2014
His hair was Sandy red
His eyes were sea foam green
His heart was as deep as the ocean
His love was like buried treasure
His soul was an aquatic beauty
His friendship was like a pearl

But his departure drowned me and heart sunk in the sea
The metaphors are relative to the ocean, that's were we met.
Margaret
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Margaret
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