Make the first move

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Make the first move

I’ll make the last one

After a year of a secret love

Glory shall be to none

Are you tired of playing hide and seek?

I’m tired of running week after week

Shall we despair and surrender?

Or better instead, let our eyes to wonder?

Sometimes we dance over a different tempo

The agony of our incendiary memento

Just don’t wake me up yet, not today

Perhaps our love is meant to fade away…

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