Subtle inkling, and I caught a hint of your smile.
Familiarity around, and it wasn’t until you stood before me as I sat.
And I watched as your eyes sometimes blue, turned to their true brown.
Stranger, not found.
Subtle inkling, and I caught a hint of your smile.
Familiarity around, and it wasn’t until you stood before me as I sat.
And I watched as your eyes sometimes blue, turned to their true brown.
Stranger, not found.
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