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you can't see me [c.soon]
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you're there sitting next to him on the bench, your navy blue scarf dances gallantly with the wind, your chestnut eyes are glimmering with hope and expectation. i see you. and you there. you who are pacing up and down the pavement, that small electronic device pressed tightly against your ear. your lips are trembling ever so slowly and almost unnoticeably. i see you too.
why don't you see me?
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