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Mar 2014
One day I hope
She walks by a window
Without judging her appearance--

One day I hope
She realizes
Her love is her coherence--

One day I hope
The mirror wont
Control just how she feels--

Because I don't care,
I really don't, I for one
Know her beauty's real.
ryan
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ryan  Seattle
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