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At My Most Beautiful R.E.M
I've found a way to make you I've found a way a way to make you smile
I read bad poetry into your machine I save your messages just to hear you voice. You always listen carefully to awkwards rhymes. You always say your name. Like I wouldn't know it's you, at your most beautiful.
I've found a way to make you I've found a way A way to make you smile
At my most beautiful I count you eyelashes secretly. With evey one , whisper I love you. I let you sleep. I know you're closed eye watching me, listening. I thought I saw a smile.
I've found a way to make you I've found a way A way to make you smile
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