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May 2013
The way I see her,
The way I look at her,
Staring in her eyes,
I see nothing,
but beauty.

She walks by,
Not a word exchanged,
She does not catch my eye,
Why doesn't she look me in the eyes?
I want to love her.
Written by
Walrus Fat  Canada
(Canada)   
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