shredded paper. x ( A.I.)

shredded paper. x ( A.I.)

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There she is again. I dont know her name. But she always comes out at night and looks at the stars or cleans out her garage or goes on a run. But it is always exactly at 11:30 P.M. never before, never after. I dont know if i will ever meet her. But wow. She is beautiful. She doesnt wear makeup, or at least it doesnt look like it. I want to meet her. Very badly actually. But i doubt she would want to talk to me. Im just a stupid boy from Sydney.
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She's always ahead. The bright, smart, girl I always knew. Here I am, she probably just became friends with me back then because she felt sorry for my stupidity. Why does she even talk to me? But...I'll do anything for her. She deserves to be protected, even if I am just a stupid idiot. She's forever will be, always out of reach.

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