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At First Sight.

i swallow fast. as i think of him. finally mine at last. i picture his eyes. as i see the sun rise. i think of his lips as the oceans rips. and then i see the tears. that he worrely clears. i wonder why he crys. and so i guess a bunch of lies. for he chould not of spoken, a year of happieness i was hopin.

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Date: 9/2/2010 8:27:00 PM
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