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Jan 2020
Don't know what to say
Other than you're my new aesthetic
And the music that we play
Has me up all night long
Dancing in my room
Like I don't know how to die
'Cause your stupid smile
Has me laughing too
As our 2000's dance moves
Clear out the room
We feel too much like magic
Too much like chemistry
I hope the way I look at you
Is the same way you look at me
This is more than just good.
"Die Young" by Kesha
Written by
kain  Non-binary/Haven, ME
(Non-binary/Haven, ME)   
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       kain, camps, Third Eye Candy and BLT
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