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Sep 2014
I knew it meant something.
When I met you
I felt it
We can talk and talk
And I can gaze away
Into those eyes
Or your silly smile
I love to hear your voice
It's soothing
How I hope one day
We can stay undressed
And lay
For hours, for days
We can point out every imperfection
While I point out your perfection
But I live a life unknown
Jacob
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Jacob  New Orleans
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