Magnetic
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The air was toasty
We were sitting under oak trees
Criss-cross
Apple sauce
Keeping intentions
low-key
I was the guy that lassoed her eyes
But sadly, she didn't know me
I am magnetic. I am not just Rachel. Putting my faith in a power greater than anyone. Having courage and being kind. Giving rather than receiving. I am magnetic. Writing songs about my life experiences.
