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Eye Love You (a praise poem about Oliver Hart)
An eye for an I, you saw me when I was blue, covered up every bruise
The things you pushed me to pursue, and get through, how I have no clue
Your lines and rhymes sweep me right off of my feet
It doesn't matter how many faces...
The things you pushed me to pursue, and get through, how I have no clue
Your lines and rhymes sweep me right off of my feet
It doesn't matter how many faces...
