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I do not want to hear about the Brooklyn bridge because I have a fever of a hundred, and ten.
I am simply losing my patience with you again.
As I am no longer going to take in your symphony because you have already shown enough to me.
I may have finally grown into my wings, as you are still staggering trying to find your.
These eyes can read you like a book.
You can think as much as you pleases, but I got you.
While these actions that you show really got me thinking for sure.
Are you truly genuine, or just a fluke?
You can try to tease and taunt me but, for one sure reason I will show you my feeling can break.
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