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Jun 2016
The realization hit me later that night
it's not that your words cut like knives
in a moment of truth they didn't
Nothing felt overpowering
not even the thought of blue eyes
Never had I thought about you in your entirety
Only the thought of
And I still do like blue eyes
like ships they pull me in
like waves they always come back
But you're not the only one with blue eyes; I've got them too
Felt like explaining myself I don't even know why
Ida B
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Ida B
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   --- and Robert Carroll Spear
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