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I watched you from the third floor of my apartment.

You were skating with your friends at the park at the same time as usual.

3:00pm every weekend.

I've noticed you for a while now.

But you never noticed me.

That's okay though, I stay in this apartment most of the time anyways.

As long as I get to see you, everything is okay.

I just wished I could be there with you.

But it has to be this way.

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