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I Met Her

I met her... I met her in the town square, She was beautiful, so I thought we could be a perfect pair. I met her down the trees, She had blue eyes, she gave me cold breezes. I met her over the stars, She was the moon, she said love is rare without the scars. I met her over the hills, It was frosting cold, she holded my hands and I felt the thrill. I met her below the clouds, She was in love with me, so we holded each others hand and vowed. I met her in a war, She showed me no mercy, and held me down the floor. I met her in the heaven, She was an angel, she kissed me at eleven.

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