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I watch you from across the room...so sleek and slender,with spikey hair...your touch brings chills,like late January...your eyes bore into me,
You know I know what you know,but don't understand...
Or maybe you do, and I don't
I waste my time with obsession,by Calvin Klienbut that doesn't matter,all I know isyour touch brings chills like late January,and your eyes bore into me...
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