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Aug 2018
I remember those days,
Where you would sit near me,
And study while looking effortlessly,
Good looking.

I remember those days,
Where you would make stupid jokes,
And all your friends would laugh,
Loudly.

I remember those days,
But sadly you don't,
As I am just a secret admirer,
Who would only look at you from afar.

For the senior who I would never be friend with, Lance.
Written by
Mel
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