It started with a dedication
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"lost in admiration - happy birthday - I'm forever yours - blossom"
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Faded red inside a tiny book of butterflies
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I smiled surprised at how when flickered through
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The wings flew by spelled out my name...
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Six months went by the summer lost
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Obsessively the letters dropped into my life
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The same soft blood smooth flowing hand
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"please try to understand - I have to see you - have to feel you -
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Tell you all the ways I need you - yours forever in love... "
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Strange attraction spreads it's wings
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It varies but the smallest things
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You never know how anything will change
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Strange attraction spreads it's wings
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And alters but the smallest things
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You never know how anything will fade
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The year grew old incessantly she wrote to me
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She'd started smoking poetry!
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I laughed in recognition of a favourite phrase
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She'd pulled me in...
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I answered her
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A christmas card in sepia
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Arranging when and where
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And how the two of us should meet...
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Her opening so well prepared
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A nervous smile
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I couldn't take my eyes from her
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She whispered
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"can I use some of your lipstick?"
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It was perfect so believable
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I couldn't help but feel that it was real
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And kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms...
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Strange attraction spreads it's wings
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It varies but the smallest things
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You never know how anything will change
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Strange attraction spreads it's wings
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And alters but the smallest things
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You never know how anything will fade
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So alone into the cold new year without another word from her
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I wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before the spring
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But weeks went by with no reply until once more my birthday came
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And with it my surprise but this time nothing was the same...
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"I'm sorry - blame infatuation - blame imagination -
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I was sure you'd be the one but I was wrong -
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It seems reality destroys our dreams - I won't forget you - blossom"
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Faded red inside a tiny book of old goodbyes...
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Strange attraction spreads it's wings
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It varies but the smallest things
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You never know how anything will change
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Strange attraction spreads it's wings
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And alters but the smallest things
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And you never know...
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Strange Attraction
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| Cure |
