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Apr 17
the way the sun trips through the open window
and falls into her eyes
how her stare lights fires in my heart
and her touch sends me soaring
you ask me
how the questions of
what she is
what i love about her
are related
well, here is why, my friend
because the answer to both is
simply everything
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