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"...And I watched, rooted to my grave, below the willow where the angels hung their harps, as the stars in your eyes began to divide. We always knew this day would come. I knew I would lose you. And though we spent twelve years apart, I shiver every time I see you in the face of every man, the way the lights in your eyes have dimmed. I want this to be the last time I have to close my eyes, so I can forget the color of yours, and most of all, so you can forget the color of mine." -- xxx 10/5/1995

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"...And I watched, rooted to my grave, below the willow where the angels hung their harps, as the stars in your eyes began to divide. We always knew this day would come. I knew I would lose you. And though we spent twelve years apart, I shiver every time I see you in the face of every man, the way the lights in your eyes have dimmed. I want this to be the last time I have to close my eyes, so I can forget the color of yours, and most of all, so you can forget the color of mine." -- xxx 10/5/1995

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