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Its painted colors gently fading into stardust,
The ethereal glow of twilight sprinkling glitter
// of magenta, gold, and tangerine in your eyes.
Time stands still as you take my hand in yours.
And you whisper, I wish I could love you, doll,
// but our worlds are too far apart,
And we aren't strong enough to pull them together.
 
 
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