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All About Him


His smile gives me mine.

His laugh gives me joy.

His hugs give me comfort.

He makes the ordinary things

Extrordinary.

His hand holds me down

So I don't float away to Cloud 9.

His eyes are the windows to my future.

His hair makes me laugh.

Things I never could have done before,

Are possible with him.

He is my life.

And I am his. 

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