I don't like you, but I love you.
An open book for open minds.
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You and me, we used to talk
like river underground
the sewer where we used to walk
the hole at the end empties out to the pier
where paper boats disappear
me, I try to send this note
float it like a paper boat
but paper sinks and words are weak
I try but I don´t speak
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