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Oct 2019
From the moment I saw you.
You were a visionary dream I wanted.
From your head to your toes.

You got appealing charm to keep a living man warm.
And a dead man in death not aware of a visionary dream walking upon this earth.

Some will call you an angel.
Some will call you one physical looking beauty.
And when you move around?
Many will quickly notice you.

Cause that what visionary dreams mainly do.
Keep fantasies alive of being with you.
Even if those dreams will never come true.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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