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Apr 10
In the quiet of night, when stars softly gleam,
Thoughts of you dance like a wistful dream.
Your essence dances in my mind,
A symphony of intertwined.

In moments fleeting, and in hours long,
You're the lyrics to my song.
In laughter's echo, in tears' release,
You're the constant, the heart's peace.

For in the tapestry of time, you're woven deep,
In every memory, in every leap.
In every sunrise, in every fall,
You're the one I think of most of all.
Wonderwall: someone you find yourself thinking about all the time, the person you are completely infatuated with.
Flor
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