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I still lay awake hoping that you'd call and say it was all a joke.
Call your folks, hoping they'd be stoked!
Afraid to dream.
Will I be drowning in the stream or crawling from this dream?
I wish I saw your team,
Red capes, black horns, a devil theme.
You're deep inside me, were screaming out our addresses,
You are my only guarantee.
Kill me now you common thief!

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A/N: Hey guys! How are y'all doing?
I'm really hoping you're enjoying this revised version.
Thank you!

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