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Now my eyes are open and I know the real you
Years ago I wasn't sure what to believe
You fluctuate always like a fluorescent
Your eyes dim unsure of what you want
Though I want you
I know I want you
But you need to grow up
Not of age but of mind
Our hearts are twined
But I will gradually separate the strings not to hurt me nor you
And finally we will be free
Free to think straight
Without any string attached
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