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One weekend you prowled through my  bedroom's tinted window

Glistening eyes of yours illuminated by the bulbs I had in vibrant colors of yellow

We crashed onto the bed with my old journal weighing our heads beneath my unpigmented pillow

The lovebirds on my night stand chirped along our giggles and you greeted them with a 'hello'

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