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There’s a twinkle in her eye That’s rare to see Rarer still, unless She’s looking at me. Looks forbidden By lines drawn in the sand By a pretend me Trying to be a better man. But my reflection Is more beautiful in her blue Haloed in a happiness Illicit but true.
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May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
Haloes
There’s a twinkle in her eye That’s rare to see Rarer still, unless She’s looking at me. Looks forbidden By lines drawn in the sand By a pretend me Trying to be a better man. But my reflection Is more beautiful in her blue Haloed in a happiness Illicit but true.
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May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
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