Hypotimentaloranges I've left this note under your door Maybe this is the right room I hope so I noticed you As you were walking in the ailes in the grocery story picking fruits and vegetables like strawberries and oranges If we got together it would be great We could make up new words "funperries" and "hypotimentaloranges" It'll be great I just wish I knew your name Maybe you have better things to do So far you've been busy running around in my dreams licking ice cream off their cones and riding around on open straight roads with me Hopefully you will continue all these moments with me Just tell me your name I've left my number on the back of this note, just give me a call |
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