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I stare taking in every feature of every passerbysome see it as rude others as a complimenteach face is purposefully unique so I do myself no justice ..
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It looms as I breathe in it almost feels like I'm dreamingI've stopped living on nostalgia and am left with a cold raw realityevery memory turned bad ..
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I am the fool yet I pity you,for you are down there and I am up here among the clouds and the nice warm air.
You see your harsh words and lack of res..
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The tint of your hair even without the sun astounds me.
The teeth,the eyes the lips and so wise,Your ability to wow so naturally just astounds me.
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