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He Doesn’t Exist

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The deep brown hair I get lost in
The eyes I lose you in
The tanned skin I envy
Your smile so radiant and bright

Your sensitive charm
Your humor makes me giggle
You’re brilliant
You’re everything I had hoped

But as I watch the film
Spinning on the wheel
In the back of my mind
My perfect man
Doesn’t Exist

He is just a hope
That someday this man
Will sweep me off my feet
Into the real world





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