for him, although he doesn't know it.
Heart like a hot wheel.
Peel back the cover.
Snow flakes on eyelash, on edge, in suspense.
Because in the beginning, no, once upon a time...
Root Beer cost a nickel, and Pepsi cost a dime.
But that was back then, we're back at the start,
comparing prices, labels and brands.
And one red, hot wheel heart.
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