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Stare you, see you
Made me fond of you
Show not tell
My true colors reveal
Your face resonates into my mind
The though of it makes me light
The lust that I sough
Makes my mind rot
Trying to get your attention everyday
But you always look the other way
Want to be in your isle
But it takes a thousand mile
Euphoric yet hysteric
Your charm is so terrific
Could not take my eyes off
Wanna see you, Clothes off
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