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You are the counterbalance to my mischievous soul. Providing direction to a wounder-er unsure of where she'll go. You have become countless breath taking destinations; Appealing to my wanderlust pulling from my weary soul a trust I would hesitate to think existed, your presence and persistence are exceptional, my perceptions shifted. Your grin is a force to be reckoned with. I gave you my will and you bent it. I gave you my good sense and you spent it. Admit it, you admire my wit, even when driven to wits end, we co-exist in perfect contradiction amending every bit I'm missing. And when when I whispered we were meant to be, I meant it.
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 7:58 PM UTC
A little love note
You are the counterbalance to my mischievous soul. Providing direction to a wounder-er unsure of where she'll go. You have become countless breath taking destinations; Appealing to my wanderlust pulling from my weary soul a trust I would hesitate to think existed, your presence and persistence are exceptional, my perceptions shifted. Your grin is a force to be reckoned with. I gave you my will and you bent it. I gave you my good sense and you spent it. Admit it, you admire my wit, even when driven to wits end, we co-exist in perfect contradiction amending every bit I'm missing. And when when I whispered we were meant to be, I meant it.
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 7:58 PM UTC
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