Boy with the song

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There was a boy,

A boy where lived nearby the coffee shop,

I adored how he wears, how he smiled, how he look up to,

He never noticed me, he was there and i was here,

When the skies were wide, i saw a pair of pigeon flying in the skies,

I pictured the pair of pigeons were him and i,

imagined how we would relate to be together,

one day, there was a ship sail to our land,

he walked with his suit and walked into the ship,

i didn't get to say goodbye,

he was leaving for good, for his good,

it's funny he never noticed me,

why am i missing him,

i wasn't exist in his life, never even once,

it just inside my head,

but i remembered his voices,

it remains inside my head,

like the song he always played,

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