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    wat is it

    I can't eplain the way
    I feel about you
    We're not even together
    Me and you
    Whenever i see you
    With another girl
    I can feel jealousy
    And everything becomes a blur
    I don't know what to call this
    What is this taking over me?
    It can't be love, it's to early
    Or can it be?
    I'm falling for you so hard
    But are you falling for me?
    I'm in love with you
    Can't you see?
    We'd be so good together
    Always and forever.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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