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Feb 2013
Why, in God's name, are you so beautiful?
Can I buy you a drink?
Can I talk to you a bit?
No, I swear, if I was trying to get into your pants
I'd already be there.
****-y
(Insert jokes about *****, Caulks and the like)

Really, though,
I'm here to listen
I am hear
I want to be here
Like a fisherman
Your face the bait
I had to take it
The chance
Now I'm here
And I want to listen
Now I'm hear
Just pay me the same respects
I'm really trying
Just for you
****, you're beautiful
M Clement
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M Clement  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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