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You from new york,
You are so relevant.
You reduce me to cosmic tears.
Luminous moreso than most anyone.
Unapologetically alive.
Knot in my stomach,
And lump in my throat.
I love you when you dance,
When you freestyle in trance,
So pure, such an expression.
Supposed former infatuation junkie.
I sink three pointers,
And you wax poetically.
I love you when you dance,
When you freestyle in trance,
So pure, such an expression.
Let’s grease the wheel over tea.
Let’s discuss things in confidence.
Let’s be outspoken, let’s be ridiculous,
Let’s solve all the worlds problems.
I love you when you dance,
When you freestyle in trace,
So pure, such an expression.
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