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O.C. Bearheart

The Rhymeless Song

To Sarah. I'm getting closer.

I'm always trying to find an adequate way to describe how my fiance makes me feel. I have written a few things, and I've said less out loud. Nothing ever feels quite right. But each time I feel like I'm getting closer to that explanation.

(2013)

I wrote this for our first anniversary.

#Love #Song

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