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your hand would fit
so well with mine
and if you're shy
it's okay
because we can look at the sky
instead

you won't belong
it's not your style
anymore
and it's just that thing
that makes me sing
when i'm alone

it's alright
it's your glass
that's half empty
and mine's half empty too
set together, our glasses
won't be so alone

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