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May 2014
blj
the sun diminishes behind the trees
i start to crumble with stress at ease
you are awaiting my arrival to see
everything there is to me

words are not spoken as we sit
you're too fascinating to quit
your eyes are full of wit
i don't want the night to end like this

we are coming close to the end
i hope we end up hand in hand
youre the help to lend
and i wont forget you tonight as we descend
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