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Mar 2013
For I want what others have,
And will give my all to **** it.

I seek to you, to penetrate your eyes,
So you can fill them brightly.

Yellow, blue, red, green,
It all must have to it something mean.

Give yourself, lose yourself,
Follow yourself to doom.

If you knew what you could do,
You could bespell the room.
JMac
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JMac  Philadelphia
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