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Aug 2014
I look at him

His hopeless imperfections

And perfections

Blend together to create my forever choice of friend

Unknowingly holding the key to my original heart

Someday he will release it

And this act will end

If we last that long.
Written by
Griffin Schapp  Brattleboro VT
(Brattleboro VT)   
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     Antonio and Griffin Schapp
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