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"My thoughts got caught by a windmill and I couldn't stop thinking about those dizzying green eyes, that curly hair and those nice lips. It was a resonant issue that I actually really couldn't yank. To dream about you seemed more realistic and even though I dreamt about you as often as I could I got lunatic. The anticipation of one day confront you grew while the guts I once had flew away. Was I really good enough?"