You... You are like my favorite song. The tune to which I know every lyric. The song that I want to scream out loud and dance around like a fool as if no one is around to watch. Unfortunately I cannot dance, I cannot sing out to the roof tops and twirl around as if I'm all alone in my bedroom. Unfortunately I must sit stone straight... As if I am unaware to its tune. Like I never heard of the song at all. Nor danced in its epic rhythm. For your place belongs on another's playlist.... One I will never be able to claim.
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