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(pluto projector- rex orange county)
As I stand,
I look for you across, the room
Searching;

How have I been? Just fine,
But not the best without you.

I go about my days, singing;
Feeling a hint of your presence,
In those little smiles,
And your pretty eyes.

If we were ever meant to be,
Would you ever leave?
°°

Maroon tops and quick shots;
I love the way you move,
And the way your hair dangle,
And your kissable lips.

I wonder if you ever think of me?

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