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I Don’t Know
Emerald eyes with flecks of gold
look at me and I wonder,
What do you see?
if you’ve ever been called a delight?
Chestnut hair, flaming ‘gainst the setting sun,
oh, how it would billow. I wonder,
Would you lay for me?
if you’ve ever been caressed by moonlight?
Skin so smooth with no blemish in view,
with rich, red lips, and I wonder,
Passion, fire, destiny?
if my dreams will come true on this night.
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