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The Anecdote
I took the memory backwards
Just to remind myself that your face is the most beautiful I have ever seen
Not that it's pretty, only;
Showed up through the window
Like an early morning sun breaking through the mountains
But the things it brought upon my feeble heart never die
How your smile lighted up my world
How your words dived through my ears
Like a lyrical song
And how your eyes brightened
like a sky full of stars
Just to remind myself that your face is the most beautiful I have ever seen
Not that it's pretty, only;
Showed up through the window
Like an early morning sun breaking through the mountains
But the things it brought upon my feeble heart never die
How your smile lighted up my world
How your words dived through my ears
Like a lyrical song
And how your eyes brightened
like a sky full of stars
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