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"Most Of The Time I Sit & Stir In My Head As I See The Things I Can Bring To You.
Everything You Dream About.
Everything You Want No Doubt.
Everything I Sit & Stir Is What We Are About No Doubt.
I Got A Taste As I Saw In The Form Of Tigers Eye You Bought.
That Moment I Noticed & Tasted What Real Moments Were.
Real Moments Are You Smiling As All Eyes Are On Us As You Smiled & Laughed.
It Only Took One Shot To See You As Tigers Eye Olive Green.
It's Us 2 Who Gave Her A Staring Problem.
That Was Just A Glimpse Of Where We Could See Our Presence Makes Time Stop."
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