Falling For A... (REWRITING)

Falling For A... (REWRITING)

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Here I am, or here I was, falling. Falling for a star, like some would say. I'm falling for a flame I'm falling for a shooting star I'm falling for a burning fire I'm Falling For Someone I'm Falling For Something. I'm always Falling I always say but what if someone's there to catch you? Then what do you do? Do you continue to fall or stay in the arms of the ones that caught you? I'm Falling For Something Magical. I'm Falling For Something Special. I'm Falling For A...
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