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The Burning Candle Just as the burning candle shall flit & flitter, So shall my heart. I hate this feeling I love so true, This feeling I get when I'm thinking of you. Though I will never see you or Talk to you, that's true, I am thinking I shouldn't feel like this for you. But I can't help it. It's my heart, That won't let me think for myself. I think her name is Taylor stopppp........
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