| Love takes so |
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Long |
| So many |
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Variables |
| |
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| Hard to find |
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Someone I |
| Like, lust, |
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Love |
| |
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| So many |
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That I |
| Lust and |
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Like |
| |
|
| But there always |
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Seems to be |
| Something |
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Missing |
| |
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| No magic in her |
|
Eyes |
| Or headed in a |
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Different directions |
| |
|
| Keep building |
|
Friendships |
| Looking around the |
|
Next corner |
| |
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| Gets so |
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Hard |
| Remaining |
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Patient |
| |
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| So very |
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Tempting to |
| Settle for |
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Less |
| |
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| But I've |
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Been |
| Down that |
|
Road |
| |
|
| And |
|
Impatience |
| Leads to |
|
Hell |
| |
|
| Keep waking up |
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Each morning |
| Wondering if it
will |
|
Be the day |
| |
|
| Turn around and |
|
Find a |
| Friend and |
|
Lover |
| |
|
| Someone who will |
|
Accept |
| My |
|
Love |
| |
|
| Someone who will |
|
Give me |
| Her |
|
Love |
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