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Sep 2013
Eyes of deep and mossy green
You gaze and the future’s seen.
Eyes so bright and brilliant blue
Cool, fresh liquid is the hue.
Hazel eyes change with every look
Their gentle stare is the hook.
Chocolate brown, rich and deep
My tender heart they do keep.
Eyes so grey, a misty sweep
Are on the edge to make you weep.
Moist and calling spheres
Keep our rapture through the years.
That special gaze we keep for one
But when we catch we are undone.
Connie Buchan
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Connie Buchan  Regina, SK, Canada
(Regina, SK, Canada)   
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   ---, soul in torment and SE Reimer
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