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Kristyn


She's from the hometown of astronauts

and I'm just the neighbor of a launch pad

her eye color should have its own name

because they're more beautiful than anything I've ever seen

the screen between you and me 

of the machine that made this what it is today

she doesn't have the world

the world has her

She's the epitome of everything great

I'm the color everyone hates

you should see her sing next to piano keys and ukulele strings 

Why she chose to stand beside me

Will always be a mystery

 

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