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Aug 2014
Looked at by many,
And seen by few.
I walk through
The crowd,
In search
Of you.
I may just be
Some boy,
Average in all ways.
But I still need
Your love,
I'm caught
In a daze.
I'm lost when
You leave,
I cannot find
The trail.
I need you
To breathe,
You're the air
I inhale.
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