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Night Walks

The world flickers,

fading away,

as you tell me,

that you think I could be meant for you.

I start to wonder,

my hair at the mercy of the wind,

my heart at the mercy of your own,

in a new world,

that builds up,

as you build up the courage to kiss me…

 

I start to wonder,

why the man who believes in nothing,

made an exemption for me.


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