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Jul 2012
I can’t find the words

For they’ve escaped my mouth,

And now in the air

They’re wandering about,

Wondering who you are

Hovering ’round the Moon

Have you come too far?

Have we met too soon?

Though, you look so well

And you seem just as swell,

How were my eyes so lucky?

As upon your bright beauty they fell.
Sean Florick
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