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She doesn't know it.
[I'm in love.] She can't know it. [I'm in love.] You can't begin, to comprehend. [How i feel.] For that one girl, is ahead, of life, of light, of beauty. [Beneath the skin.] Her fragile eyes, [Make me smile.] And yet: She doesn't or can't or won't ever know that: [I'm in love.]
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