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Well, you're beautiful, aren't you? Something about you makes me want to stay Perhaps it's the way the breeze feels when you radiate warmth Or the way your soft, cold plushness feels against my skin. Or the calmness you bring to me when everything seems to speed up. My favorite gift from you, The best thing you've given me is Clear skies Bright eyes And hope. I'm in love with the earth.
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Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
Clear Skies, Bright Eyes
Well, you're beautiful, aren't you? Something about you makes me want to stay Perhaps it's the way the breeze feels when you radiate warmth Or the way your soft, cold plushness feels against my skin. Or the calmness you bring to me when everything seems to speed up. My favorite gift from you, The best thing you've given me is Clear skies Bright eyes And hope. I'm in love with the earth.
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Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
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