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Oct 2012
My thoughts float through this mystified air
It’s me not you, I solemnly swear.
Mismatched thoughts meet and greet
Your baby blues cause my heart to beat
Fingertips run through my mangled hair
Remind me that for someone so fair,

You’re extraordinary.
Shane Carmichael
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