il fallait mettre fin a un moment

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the stars shown gold

inside your red-brown eyes

and i couldn't tell

whether it was you

or the summer air

that made me feel

like i was floating

all i knew was that

i did not want this feeling

to ever leave me

and i didn't want you

to leave me either

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