sweat drenched and exhausted.
you talk of music and tell a story irrelavent that brings you back.
i dont remember the song, but your voice replays.
the night went by fast and i was caught by surprize,
on how you turned it around.
i dont understand you.
at all.
and
for the first time,
i dont feel so different.
boy, one day you'll be a man.
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