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Oct 2015
You
Your presences
Your smile
Your laughter
Your goofiness
Your eyes

The  fact that you can just go with the flow and listen.
The  fact that you just came out of know where and showed that you care.

We are both broken, torn apart, walls built up and only a certain people can get in.

How did you do it?
How did you just walk through the walls I have up?
It like you had a key to the doors. Not one but all of them.

I wonder if you know it, even if you see it.

But the one thing I can count on is you being you.
The Gentle Gaint
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The Gentle Gaint  Eustis
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