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Apr 2015
I'm not 100 percent sure that's your name (maybe 99)
But I will never forget your face.
Or your eyes which told a story that I would stop my whole life to hear.
And the way I felt when you looked at me.
When I looked at you.
In that warm wonderful space.

In that warm wonderful space.
Written by
Kurt Schneider  M
(M)   
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