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Sep 2013
Eyes.
Colored orbs
Made for sight.
Mine.
Only see your beauty
In the moon light.
Windows
To the soul
They say.
Mine.
Have a tendency
Of turning away.
Closed.
You'll fall into
A deep sleep.
Eyes.
Yours live
In the dreams I keep.
Satsuki
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Satsuki  221B Baker St.
(221B Baker St.)   
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