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Lost in the heat of you.
Black eyes taking me in.
Will you give me back?
Never so lost while finding myself.
It feels like falling right before you wake.
A danger that holds you close and sings you to sleep.
Time runs ahead in a blur.
Every memory drawn in your sketch book.
Every word erased as it is written.
I can't remember meeting you.
I can't forget loving you.
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