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Dec 2014
I looked into his eyes the first day we met.
I saw colors that sparked like fireworks.

I looked into his eyes the second day we met.
I saw beauty within a beast.

I looked into his eyes the third day we met.
I saw clouds that were covering his mind.

I looked into his eyes the final day we met.
I saw nothing.
Mishy Kim
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Mishy Kim
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   --- and rey
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