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Jessie Sullivan May 2010
When I look into your eyes I see us.
Holding hands on top of a mountain,
running through a flowered field.
You are my life and I am yours.
Not a hour goes by that I don't speak your name.
Nothing can come between you and me.
Your scent gives me comfort.
Your voice sooths my mind.
There's nothing you can do to hurt me.
Only I can hurt myself.

— The End —