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Title: Before I dream, I write this.

by Rachel from London | in writing, poetry

This boy - my love,
He's the closest to perfect,
Sent by angels from above.

This boy - his stare,
Entrances you like magic,
Convinces you he cares.

This boy - his kiss,
Leaves me amazed,
But still, he doesn't know I exist.

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