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Jan 2015
I see him across the room. I'm caught in his gaze. All I can do is just look at him. We hear each other's heart beats. No one else is in the room but us. The world around us mean nothing. I walk to him.. He walks to me. He takes my hand in his. The setting changes to a warm windy beach like in those cheesy chickflicks. My heart starts to fill with joy and warmth.. His love makes me feel human..
Amya Green
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Amya Green  Alabama
(Alabama)   
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