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That's right baby

That tune draws us together. Something in the tragedy creates something in common.

A kind of lust. An abundance of trust.

Making me believe that you are the piece of the puzzle that I’ve been searching for.

Your loneliness is a match for my hope. And I hope that when you leave

You’ll miss me too. An imprint of me on your mind.

So that I won’t feel too ridiculous

Alone.

◄ Jack in the Box

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