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When a girl looks at me,
When she seems to be cooler,
When she wants to be
The one who will be my lover.

Her look keeps on shining,
She will be eternal
And it will be interesting,
Secrets will have to be personal.

When the journey ends,
I try to think
And I make other plans.

I know life isn't always pink
But your heart owns moving feelings,
Yet I haven't touched their skins.