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you are the song
that drives me crazy
trying to remember the words

you are the feel
of clean cotton
against my skin

you are the wordless charm
of a still silent night
under the stars i made with wishes

you are the one
who fits the angles
of my refraction

and you are the one
i love
without condition.


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