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Oct 2012
I want to cry for the beauty that hides.
Who trades down when they already have the prize?
I love the wonder in her eyes,
But I know that she will never be mine.

I want to walk away,
Amputate those feelings,
Let then stay with her,
And allow me to go on my way.
I know I can't though,
Something keeps me here,
Submersive to your touch .
I can't get enough.
I'll listen to your ideas,
I love to her you play.
Laughing and living life,
But I refuse to move what is in the way.
She plays with the idea of we.
Wuji
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