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Amidst others, yours catch my glance. Numb, I keep my stare, I pity Polydectes, who too fell. But you let go. As I close mine, I see them uneven green snake eyes.
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Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 2:48 PM UTC
Green Eyes
Amidst others, yours catch my glance. Numb, I keep my stare, I pity Polydectes, who too fell. But you let go. As I close mine, I see them uneven green snake eyes.
JerMica27
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Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 2:48 PM UTC
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