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Atlas Nov 4
I love a lot of things
The raindrops on my face
The dirt in my hands
The smell of grass in morning
You
NO!

I love the color blue
The way the stars look
That necklace on you
WHAT?

never mind
I love hang outs
And tasty food
I would really like to go out with you
WAIT

I suppose I’ll tell you
That of all the things I love
I always think of you

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