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Feb 2014
She lays on the bed
Eyes half closed
And I wonder if
She really knows

What she does to me
How she makes me feel
Pinching myself roughly
I wonder if it's real

You are everything
That's good to me
And I just hope
That you can see

How much you are
To me
Josiah Wilson
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Josiah Wilson  Indiana
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