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Mar 2014
His eyes fluctuate between
the most glorious color of cyan,
and moss green.

The colors battle to be dominant,
but only end up creating the most
vivid orbs I've ever seen.

They say eyes are the key to the soul,
but his eyes,
are the key to my heart.
"those eyes could start wars"
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cameran  F
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