She walks in beauty like the starry skies and countless hills
Taken away my breath, a mellow maniacal overcomes me, a laugh, a smile, a wink? What do I Do?
No she can’t see me! I must go and turn to face the wind she might find me impertinent
I need to shave first I look to scruffy, how’s my hair it may be too messy, my shirt has a stain…. DARN!
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