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Bubbles And Ghosts

For a special girl, I have desired.
Could you be-she, may I inquire?

With your beauty my mind you blew.
A moment later, you say, 'i'm Boo! '.
My mind it raced, 'who, who, who? '
This angel, had me without a clue...

How do you speak to flawless beauty?

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