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May 2019
To stare at her was to be frozen at once and then suddenly, necessarily, heated from the inside by the magic of her beauty.

Green eyes are great, but what about a softer blue?

Straight hair is soft, but can it curl too?

Who is she or will ever be if not everything I could ever need.
And she's gone like a breeze.
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   Martin Horton
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