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Tuesday, October 07, 2003

What is it about your face
That drives me crazy?
What is it about your voice
That leaves me nearly paralyzed?
What are you, anyway,
That you have such power over me?
I keep telling myself I am imagining you
That you cannot possibly exist.
Yet I know you are there.
And I wouldn't have it anyother way.
So, want to tell me
About your power.


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