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In spite of my diminishing returns in the field of love I am drawn to you in spite of my declining belief that a 'Splendor in the Grass' moment will ever occur I am drawn to you in spite of my conviction that I am done with beautiful women who eat men for lunch I am drawn to you like static makes a mess of the perfectly laid combover your electric charge fires a blinding light that pulls me in like a fish on an invisible hook I am helpless once again I am primed for the pain my arms are spread wide-open like a turkey about to be stuffed slap a 'SOLD' sticker on my forehead and take me off the front shelf cause you just bought yourself one over-used love addicted male companion for the next few years and all you had to do was look my way

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