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Jan 11
I love your brown eyes
Sometimes they keep me up at night
You see mud, but baby I see home
The safe warm earth where our family can grow
I've seen them angry, erratic
Full of faith, passionate
Wider when you're listening
When you smile so big they start to squint
Yeah I've never been more sure
I hope some of our babies have eyes like yours
Written by
colette alexia
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