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Cup of joe while waiting for nothing But then found myself staring at something Splendid curves, magnets to my eyes Attraction of opposites, and coffee dies. She moved just slow enough to trance Hypnotic as a gypsy's dance Her eyes found mine, I soared in thought Yet, remained so still, for I was caught.
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Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
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Cup of joe while waiting for nothing But then found myself staring at something Splendid curves, magnets to my eyes Attraction of opposites, and coffee dies. She moved just slow enough to trance Hypnotic as a gypsy's dance Her eyes found mine, I soared in thought Yet, remained so still, for I was caught.
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Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 2:49 AM UTC
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