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January 30, 2010

By IThinkIWIllJustFlyAwayNow, Visalia, CA

You seem to be too perfect
You seem to be unreal

Are you just some kind of joke?
A mirage of what I feel?

Are you just some smoke and mirrors?
Out to fool who you can?

Are you just a little boy?
Or could you be my man?


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