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Nov 2019
simple syrup for a hot coffee
Your soft, sweet, happy eyes
graced me
like a warm breeze barely whispering above
the butterfly garden of my heart

I sigh as they turn towards a breeze that  cannot return
Elioinai
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Elioinai  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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