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Jun 2014
Perfect doesn't exist, you know that right?
You'll never find perfect, try as you might...

Well except for my angel, the love of my life
The girl of my dreams, and one day my wife.
She's my girlfriend, she's perfect, and so was that day.
That one day together, perfect in every way.
She made it perfect, with a kiss and a smile.
That kind of day's what makes worthwhile.

Yes perfect exist, I know that I'm right
Because two things are more perfect then my dreams at night.
Those two things are; my girlfriend, and all of yesterday.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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