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the sun rises with the morning

we wake up

we meet new people

and we think about a special someone

from a small detail we remember, to actually seeing that someone

hands shake, heartbeat quickens, voice gets shaky

they're nearby

we go home, the day ends

the moon rises with night sky

we sleep and the cycle repeats

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