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Apr 2014
He grabbed my hand, and stared into my eyes,
For the first time all of this felt real,
No words were traded,
Only curious stares,
Could it be?
Was he ment for me?
It was his smile,  
So inviting,
His eyes flickering,
With the promises of eternal truth
My heart fluttered and beat to a different song,
This was not my heart, this feeling didnt belong
How could something so new,
Feel as though you've shared it for years,
Before the end,
Hand in Hand
Both had crossed into Wonderland...
Gianna Marie Nuciolo
Written by
Gianna Marie Nuciolo  Rochester NY
(Rochester NY)   
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