You have no idea of the thoughts hidden away in my brain. Thoughts so ripe with possibility that I have dared to vocalize them, in twilight hours when silence amplifies them. Thoughts which are incomplete bursting with uncertainty, full of longing. If I told you would you hear me? I doubt it. There is no room in your life for a girl of averages and no room in mine for silly daydreams of places that will never be more than a name on paper, a dot on a map
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