//oh god//

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12.4.16

oh god
you are a summer breeze
and a grass whistle
a fallen tree in the woods
you are a childhood
long forgotten
oh god

oh fuck
i think I love the way
your laugh starts out quiet
and then grows louder
and how your head
gets thrown back without care
oh fuck

holy shit
you are a masterpiece
of brush strokes not quite
hidden
an artist's bane
a viewer's admiration
holy shit

i think i'm in love

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