Like someone in love,
like a bastard,
like a ball in the field,
that's how I feel when you're around,
or when you aren't,
That's how I feel,
that you are important,
for no logical reason,
or not important at all,
for the very logical reason,
mentioned above,
It doesn't master anyhow,
how I feel doesn't matter,
that's what I meant,
for many reasons not mentioned above,
among other things.
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