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I cannot stop thinking about you,
I believe you are the key to that one door, I only have one restriction that is of my own conviction, While I heal I wait, until we go on our very first date, Until that first kiss, I will not experience true bliss, My heart beats every time we speak, It is an unfamiliar feeling, and it is truly appealing, Hear me now and hear me say, I cannot wait until that day.
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