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Jan 2016
I will fall in love
With the man
Who took

*The stars
For his eyes

The sweetest fruit
For his smile

The reddest plum
For his lips

The nightingale's song
For his voice

The caress of a mother
For his touch

Samson's strength
For his will

And the purest love
For his heart.
Will I find him?
Idiosyncrasy
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Idiosyncrasy  Over the Rainbow
(Over the Rainbow)   
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