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May 2018
Why
There she is,
Eyes of emerald,
Hair of silk.
Complete perfection.

I walk towards her
Open my mouth.
Then close it
Suddenly.
As I walk on past

Why?
Because she is like the sun,
And I am mearly star dust.
Seamus O'Maoileoin
Written by
Seamus O'Maoileoin  16/M/Dublin
(16/M/Dublin)   
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