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Sep 2012
When we first met.
You wasn't high upon my list.
In fact.
If hate was love.
Then you I ran from.
Who would have thought it?

That people that mirrored oil and water.
Would end up together.
And become lovers.
Who would have thought it?

Yeah, as with friends.
We had a few that predicted it.
They stated as much we fought against one another.
These was the signs.
We would be attracted to each other.
Who would have thought it?
Not me.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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