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| i sit here pen in hand watching him out of the cor |
| n e r of my eye i wish i could stare at him for hours my head and my heart so different they're killing each other i want to go for it but i know it won't last like trying to catch starlight moonbeams and freeze them in fire i know i'll know when it's right but i feel it's right now and now is right keep thinking i'll die tomorrow all alone |
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