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Object of My Heart

Somethings are typical. Somethings are mythical. Then somethings, are true. Even, when right before very eyes you miss the clue. Somethings are hilarious. Somethings are mysterious too. Then somethings just are. Like when I admit you're the object of my heart.
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jeffrey-conyers
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