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Whenever I come across a Brother With gleaming green eyes The color of nature I typically lose my breath And all speech associated. This type of behavior is not atypical from me. Said the Sister With eyes the color of the forest The color of enchantment The color of her skin. Brown Like the color of the eyes of the tourist Expeditioning His journey within.
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 11:37 PM UTC
Enchantment
Whenever I come across a Brother With gleaming green eyes The color of nature I typically lose my breath And all speech associated. This type of behavior is not atypical from me. Said the Sister With eyes the color of the forest The color of enchantment The color of her skin. Brown Like the color of the eyes of the tourist Expeditioning His journey within.
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 11:37 PM UTC
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