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EVERYDAY, I IMAGINE A FUTURE WHERE I CAN BE WITH YOU
          IN MY HAND, IS A PEN THAT WILL WRITE A POEM OF ME AND YOU.
          THE INK FLOWS DOWN INTO A DARK PUDDLE.
          JUST MOVE YOUR HAND, WRITE YOUR WAY INTO HIS HEART.
          BUT IN THIS WORLD OF INFINITE CHOICES,
          WHAT WILL IT TAKE JUST TO FIND
          THAT SPECIAL DAY
          
          HAVE I FOUND
          EVERYBODY A FUN ASSIGNMENT TO DO TODAY
          WHEN YOU’RE HERE EVERYTHING THAT WE DO IS FUN FOR THEM ANYWAY
          WHEN I CAN’T EVEN READ MY OWN FEELINGS
          WHAT GOOD ARE WORDS WHEN A SMILE SAYS IT ALL
          AND IF THIS WORLD WON’T WRITE ME AN ENDING
          WHAT WILL IT TAKE JUST FOR ME TO HAVE IT ALL
          
          DOES MY PEN ONLY WRITE BITTER WORDS FOR THOSE WHO ARE DEAR TO ME.
          IS IT LOVE IF I TAKE OR IS IT LOVE IF I SET YOU FREE
          THE INK FLOWS DOWN INTO A DARK PUDDLE
          HOW DO YOU WRITE LOVE INTO REALITY
          AND IF I CAN’T HEAR THE SOUND OF YOUR HEARTBEAT
          WHAT DO YOU CALL LOVE IN YOUR REALITY
          AND IN YOUR REALITY IF I DON’T KNOW HOW TO LOVE YOU
          I’LL LEAVE YOU BE