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Jul 2018
it was your tired eyes,
that encased where the mystery lies,

it was the same eyes,
that've made my steady self capsized

it was eyes that i couldn't help but fall for
making me long for your presence ever more so.
for a very special person
elizabeth
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elizabeth
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