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Oct 2020
she is perfect to me;
in the way she gets excited about the moon,
falling in love with the world as i fall in love with her,
id tie her shoes the way she likes every day if that means she’ll kiss me goodnight
she is perfect to me in the way she loves apple juice and concord grapes, she mixes her pasta in with her sauce, how happy she is when she hears  her favorite songs
i love every thing about her more each day
Written by
Alexandria Lang
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