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UP LATE V
Strawberry smell in the air
You're asleep over there
Alone and sleep forsakes me
Stay busy until it takes me
Plants and lace soft on the eye
Need beauty around to fly
Think of your clean smooth skin
How you're the best of all men
Clock ticks, washer stops
Too much to do for tear drops
Plus, you care in your way
I save this in my heart every day.
8/27/2002 0030 cj
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