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Aug 2018
he loves his smile
and his hands
holds them under the table

they sit in quiet grounds
empty rooms

he loves his hair
and lips

they kiss
when no one is around

off to the city
filled with dreams

everything seems fine

if only the world would go away
eileen
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eileen
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