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angel across the room

Cheeks flushed,

Golden hair so thin...

I gaze upon you

Many a morning.

Achingly,

I chart

Your every movement,

And hope to create more

False

Assumptions

About your being,

And your doings

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Published: Jan 25, 2013
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Notes: I think dreams are worse than reality

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