You were sitting near the window and looking outside just like an innocent child,
Wish I was the window,
Your hair were flowing in the wind,
which was touching your face with the restlessness of an ocean,
Wish I was the wind,
The moonlight was trying to cleanse itself by grazing your face,
giving you an aura that one could have easily mistaken you for an angel,
Wish I was the moonlight,
Your eyes were shining brighter than the stars,
they are deeper than the ocean and more alcoholic than the tequila shot,
Wish I were your eyelashes
so
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