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Jan 2014
Listen very carefully
You were never sweeter than salty
That smile you used to use
Simply left an impression, a bruise

Oh, precious hours
Once happened all the time
Young at heart, no longer a teenager
Her teardrops are anything but endangered

Now I'm the one whom is elated
Though I'm still happy we dated
This dear little heart is fated
For pastures conjugated
I kinda enjoy writing from this perspective. I find it harder now that I'm no longer in Love. Still enjoy taking the occasional shot at the proverbial hoop.
Adam Mott
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Adam Mott  Bright Falls
(Bright Falls)   
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