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May 2017
His eyes are ocean blue
His hair is so sunny
He's always funny
He makes me smile
He is a little devil,
but also an angel
He's poison with
no antidote
He's that one antique
that I horde
He's my sunny day
but the sun will burn me.
Still he makes me happy.
To bad I'm too shy to tell him
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