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Do not fall in love with a sandy haired, blue eyed boy. He will clumsily walk along the edge of the sidewalk with a stick in his hands. Awkward laughter lingering in the cold of february,
Do not go, please stay with me Do not leave, come take my hand; Your mind and body drift away, you leave me here with no where to stay. Just stay here, come and see
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