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Dec 2014
You confound me in awed silence everytime; the spark of your name on my lips, the lovely smile, the exquisite glow of your brown eyes, your presence gives me a feeling of pure happiness. You have left me in an endless daydream, the fancies of you and me. I'm f
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­Into a prison of an endless make belief of you and me.
Dreaming or reality?
Eris
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