Her

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The light in your eyes
Always makes the heart strings tug
And on the ides,
I want to profess love.
your raven black hair,
Will always make me stare.
I have admired from a distance
And developed a friendship,
But I always am reminiscent on our time
And always in admiration of your leadership.
And always pure will be my love,
On the wings of a dove
For you.
 
 

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