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Jun 2023
You were never looking at me
For there was so much
In the world to be seen

But I looked at you my friend
And saw the world
Through your eyes, like a lens

And saw a place I'd never imagined
In detail or expanse
And caught them in our fashion

A world to be developed
One that together we'd make better
Held to our hearts, enveloped
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Aimée  F/The Past
(F/The Past)   
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