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St. Patrick's Day. Wednesday - - Hi, we locked eyes and the world faded away. You had just checked out; I was waiting for a hot dog. The world crashed in. You have thick black hair with a sprinkle of salt, just past shoulders, dark eyes, 5' 7", tan jilted knee-high western boots and a tan leather coat. And an inviting voice. You ground your coffee, I was trying to get mustard; "damn you mustard." My mask had stars on it and my glasses were camo green.
Can't get you out of my mind, and I like it.
You drove away in your sleek silver Mercedes-Benzes. And I missed my chance, then. Hope you see this.
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