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I sigh as I turn
to look at
His charming face.
The face that
never looks back.
I look up at the stars
for an answer, but
their twinkling does
nothing but mock me and my
forbidden love.
As I reach further for
Him, he slips
away getting
harder and harder to
grasp.
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