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May 2014
you are the song the spring birds belt out in harmony,
and the leaves as they fall in halos of warm colors.

you are the winter wind nipping at my toes,
and caressing my cheeks.

you are my favorite song playing on the radio
at just the right time,
and the smell of chocolate chip cookies baking in the oven.

you are my favorite old sweater thats just been washed,
and the heat my peach tea provides in midst of a snowstorm.

you are every word in my favorite book,
and behind all the tears i've shed unnoticeably.

you are the rust on my beat up car,
and the reason why peach ***** gives me such a kick.

you are behind every thought i have,
and every beat my heart takes.

you are my everything,
and once you leave,
i'll have nothing.
"im gonna pack up my troubles in my old knit sack, and bury them beneath the sea."
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cameran  F
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