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Hers.

Each morn, as I rise with the sun,

I wait, only for the One.

The angel of my dreams,

The vanquisher of screams.

The moon on a starless night,

A truly stunning sight.

All I have is hers,

And all I want is her.

I am nourished by her smile,

For which I would travel miles.

But words can never truly express

The amount of love that I address.

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Jan 9, 2013
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