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I looked at you The way an artist Would look at a naked woman. Your bottom lip was designed For kissing, Your hands for crafting, And there was a picture in every moment I have shared with you. I saw that we fit together So very perfectly, But the subjective camera Was only me. --Eleanor
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Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 2:29 PM UTC
Subjective Camera
I looked at you The way an artist Would look at a naked woman. Your bottom lip was designed For kissing, Your hands for crafting, And there was a picture in every moment I have shared with you. I saw that we fit together So very perfectly, But the subjective camera Was only me. --Eleanor
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Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 2:29 PM UTC
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