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Feb 2019
We hung out one month ago and your face is still engrained into my mind as if I just saw you yesterday.

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Music connects us, you and me.
Each harmony, each bridge rolls off our tongues

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Every time I start to write a poem about you, my mind drifts to

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I just really like you ok!!!
I've tried writing about him for awhile now.
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