Idealists It's unattractive perhaps how much I think of you and no one else, my mind grows shutters and flutters pics of you to myself, from what information I do contain may bring light to the way of involving me in your directions, but will I forget this love and has it come to a change when I know you better enough to struggle with your pains, these dire procedures kept in thoughts with my plans of becoming the one to which you chose for dance.
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