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IT WAS THE WAY

It was the way you shook my hand
that made my blood run like rivers
it was the way you said hello
that made me like you so
it was the way your fierce eyes
explored on me that gave
shivers through my spirit
it was the way you asked me where I was
that made me fulfill my illusions
and it was the way you conversed with me
that made my urge in rhapsody




By: Maya Guzman Santos
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