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i can't talk to you. I can't even look at you. sunglasses cover your eyes, and you're wearing headphones I'm thinking, As I walk by why are you hiding from me? i promise not to judge...much. "Maybe..." you're curious, too, but afraid to show it, and that's why you hide. who are you? i want to get to know you a little. "Maybe..." we would hit it off. You could be the girl of my dreams. how will I ever know? i'm too courteous to invade your privacy. "No." You just don't want me to see you. It's not even sunny out here, and you're wearing sunglasses.
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Dec 24, 2012
Dec 24, 2012 at 2:44 PM UTC
Considering Approaching a Stranger
i can't talk to you. I can't even look at you. sunglasses cover your eyes, and you're wearing headphones I'm thinking, As I walk by why are you hiding from me? i promise not to judge...much. "Maybe..." you're curious, too, but afraid to show it, and that's why you hide. who are you? i want to get to know you a little. "Maybe..." we would hit it off. You could be the girl of my dreams. how will I ever know? i'm too courteous to invade your privacy. "No." You just don't want me to see you. It's not even sunny out here, and you're wearing sunglasses.
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Dec 24, 2012
Dec 24, 2012 at 2:44 PM UTC
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