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We had a high school class together. I was just some quiet boy who never spoke. I was invisible back in those days. But every day I looked forward to that class where I could see you for a short period of the day. I was smart enough to know life isn't like TV shows and talking to you would have never resulted in some Hollywood ending. But I have a sweet sense of nostalgia for those days I sat a few desks away from you and my eyes would quickly shoot away when you caught me admiring you.
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