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Oct 2015
Oh, tell me about how the sun gets closer to the earth
when you look into my eyes.
I'll tell them about the sparks that run through my veins
when our hands touch and intertwine.
We'll tell them of the times
when we were unsure of everything in our lives;
except each other.
you'll know when you feel you have to write about holding his hand.
<3
Sierra Brown
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Sierra Brown  WV
(WV)   
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