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Aug 2015
Her
Her face is still
Her eyes are closed
Her beauty still decides to show
Fast asleep inside her head
If not for her I would be dead
She's snoring soft but ever so
She's the cutest thing I know
******* the outside
Cute within
I swear her love beats out all sin
JW
Written by
JW  Harper Woods
(Harper Woods)   
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