Like the main character in the book
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I finished reading last night
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In a moment without my knowing
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A fleeting glimpse of your face
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You're a nearby and a distant person
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A warmth from where the sun breaks through
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And just like this, in the palm of my small hand
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For your sake there's surely
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I understand that it's unrequited love
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Your fingers and your lips
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I want to tell the person I love
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Just once, like gently watering
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I've written countless letters
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In this repetitive cycle
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And on this peaceful early afternoon, too
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The opening of a love story
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is something I can't write
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At least inside my dreams
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To come with me to the city
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And just like this, in the palm of my small hand
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For your sake there's surely
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I understand that it's unrequited love
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Your fingers and your lips
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