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Created on: December 23, 2008 Last Updated: May 03, 2009
His eyes are brown and caring
he bolds me over with his
sharing. Never hesitates to give
a hand, always there when I
need him to understand.
My best day came when I fell in
love with his eyes. Now there
hooded with time, but still are
precious to me. Those eyes
beside me through eternity.
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