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Jul 2015
I couldn't wait to find you,
I would like to stare into your eyes,
Dark and mysterious, your lips
Smooth and colorless, no need for lipstick,
Holding fast to you as we ride off,
Your mane whipping me in the face
And your freckled nose and cheeks,
Reminding me of all of the things
I  could never fill but am the opposite,
My dream mate, wherever you are,
I would only for this adventure to begin,
The hidden truths behind my long eyelashes
And ghost golden brown eyes, my eternal
Other half,  my boyish childlike siamese twin.*

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Alan S Bailey
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   Cecil Miller
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