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May 2014
He is beautiful to me.
The scars on his face  
To the calluses on his hands.
He is prefect to me.
The way he walks,
To the way his eyes get overtaken from his cheeks when he smiles.
He is unique to me.
The way he loves me,
To the way he say,
" I love you."
Oh how he drives me crazy.
-K.L.
-KL
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