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May 2014
It was the end of middle school
we met through your friend
I remember that Aquabats shirt
you wore to Elitch Gardens
Now I was with your friend
You were with mine
and in the midst of all this
grand old time
we caught each others eye
It's clear why you caught mine
but why I caught yours I'm still unsure
**** it,
don't question ****
cause I can feel that fire burn
Love had hit me hard
and this is where the story starts
Mychael LooseArrow
Written by
Mychael LooseArrow  Denver, CO
(Denver, CO)   
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