A love story
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Eyes, the cascading curtain that can cover or gleam the heart
When I see them they have pools of crystallized oceans, spreading
Across an open field sloshing over all dark feelings,suppressing sadnessAnd mutating happy thoughts.
He's a person anyone can talk to and know there will be not a peep sounded.
Feet pounding on the sunny sided cement grasping to the laces of the Nike Air shows that clung to her feet.
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