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Until one fine day, I was lost. Until one fine day, I was lost.
Don't say a word For the eager stars Don't say a word For the eager stars
Eyes burn when the sun sets Eyes burn when the sun sets
Allow me to cry When my eyes come over you Allow me to cry When my eyes come over you
Looking him in the eye Looking him in the eye
Look for my consent Look for my consent
Little things count Little things count
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I find all but the tap of his letters. I find all but the tap of his letters.
The poem speaks about how life changes in moments. The poem speaks about how life changes in moments.