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new things in the new year


how so much different life could have been,

if you decided not to come along.

happening all in one blur of a night,

meeting too late for anything crazy.

so call it just some stupid, young love, but

inspire me with your passion for the world,

amuse me when i’m in need of a laugh

destroy me because i will move away.

we will continue this thing anyways.

i can’t but think of where will this all lead?

growing together to crumble apart?

or maybe closer than ever before?

it’s one part of a bigger picture so,

let’s be young and play in this love show.

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