The idea of equal love

Little finger
Index, thumb
Little finger, thumb/

She returned it
and it was so adorable
and it was so lovely
so so lovely
You see, nothing looks less like you than me
and that is what we see
and that is what makes it so good
so so good
There must be something
something about that disinterest
something about that love
so much love
Because that is what we are you know
we are
we are
and nothing more

The End

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