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city lights hover us
like stars in the
night            sky,

flashing lights seem
to     be    fire     flies
around us,

you hold my hands tight,
not    ready   to    let    go,
as if i was your kite
                                   and
the whole world was the
               t o r   na  do

our  brains   scatter  for
words thats been pumping
in our blood stream since
we laid eyes on each other,

but our body sparks nonverbal communication      that 
only  our mind  can   understand,
that only our hearts can compose

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