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Apr 2016
Pull me in.
Those eyes run deep.
Like precious stones.
They've been here forever.
I can't read those eyes.
They lead me to a question.
Who are you?
Written by
Susan Foertsch
153
   cgembry, SassyJ, --- and Natasha Ivory
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