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Feb 2013
What a beautiful soul
Walks in on his toes
And looks through
The sweaters I own

I was gloomy before
But now I feel warm
Because of his smile
I'm not feeling so torn

He isn't my lover
But he's more than my friend
He isn't my brother
But he'll stay till the end

Sean
I love you
Just for being you
Angel
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Angel  Buffalo
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