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Monday, March 30, 2015
Out of the blue VII
I am a narcissist
I love my own image
But each time I see your face
I see the same traces
that I have gone through
the same ups and downs
so, whenever I look at you
I find a me in you
that doesn't let me shift my mind
and I can't stop loving you.
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