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When someone like you –
you know, likes you –
Do you ever wonder
why me?
She has pretty eyes and pretty hair, too,
You can kiss her without her
wondering if you will ever
be there when she wants to
wake up at 3:30 AM and look
at stars in a cloudless sky
and without her wondering
where the other boy she
never got a chance to love
is now.

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