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If this ceiling were the floor,

I'd be taller than the windows.

When we kiss I feel like I am standing in a pool of cold, rising water.

You'll constantly be surrounded by things you need to avoid.

Extraordinary is seeing around you.

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brent-reichenberger
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Jun 28, 2010
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