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Oct 2018
Your face brings joy to the forefront of my mind
I look at you and know that no matter what,
I’ll be alright. I can be okay.
But along with that, there are times I think of you and my eyes *****
They burn with unshed tears, And for the life of me, I can’t understand why.
Maybe looking at such a great being, at such a wonderful friend, simply is too great for comprehension.
Maybe this feeling brings the same sadness as watching the night sky, and listening to the thunder,
Maybe when I look at you I see sunflowers and daisies, I see the forest in all its majesty.
But whatever the reason, you make me want to live everyday like its my last,
Your friendship brings out that part of me that wants to dance without a care,
That wishful part of me that believes I could sing without anxiety.
You make me want to feel soft kisses, and sometimes when I think of you…
It makes me wish for small tears that never come...
Slightly Lovely
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Slightly Lovely  18/F/A small town in WA
(18/F/A small town in WA)   
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       Colm, Timur Shamatov and Makayla
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