A lump of steel like a shooting start, just seeing the same sky as you makes familiar scenery look different, I swing between hope and despair at your slightest gesture, and my heart starts to play a melody, what kind of feeling is this again, what do they call this kind of feeling I think it's probably called love, I'm sure this is what they call love.....
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