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Tonight, like every night, and every day, she is there on my mind all the time. Her smile and her eyes looking at me, and I am the luckiest man and I know that its true, because my dreams of you are inebriating, lucid, stirring, perfection.
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Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 10:09 PM UTC
On My Mind
Tonight, like every night, and every day, she is there on my mind all the time. Her smile and her eyes looking at me, and I am the luckiest man and I know that its true, because my dreams of you are inebriating, lucid, stirring, perfection.
She really gets me going :)
Owen
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30/M/Columbus, GA
Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 10:09 PM UTC
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