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Sep 2013
I love falls asleep
next to you,
with your arms around my
shoulder,
brushing my hair.

I love hearing you
say those three words
that every girl would
love to hear,
and I love
loving you.

I gaze outside
at this bright yellow moon,
and can't help
but think of you.
Amanda Michaels
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