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From whence this identity comes Malts, hops, father’s approval What he holds in his arms Is of no surprise ‘Just missing’ each other Not likely coincidental Star couplings, mishap earthlings Persons never to be known Crossed streets to Strange neighborhoods Lawn games… how odd In quiet hours on the highway Gripping, understood, elusive and all wrong Remembering, but more forgotten Ring passed over luminescent waters Love, not enigmatically magical Autumn hues in baby fine hair Righting the nightmares Nothing mattered more than this.
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Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 4:27 PM UTC
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From whence this identity comes Malts, hops, father’s approval What he holds in his arms Is of no surprise ‘Just missing’ each other Not likely coincidental Star couplings, mishap earthlings Persons never to be known Crossed streets to Strange neighborhoods Lawn games… how odd In quiet hours on the highway Gripping, understood, elusive and all wrong Remembering, but more forgotten Ring passed over luminescent waters Love, not enigmatically magical Autumn hues in baby fine hair Righting the nightmares Nothing mattered more than this.
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Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 4:27 PM UTC
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