Sometimes while walking home from school, I have daydreams about making little videos. I listen to my ipod, and then the perfect song comes on. My eyes function as a camera. Every time I blink, there's something new. A new scene. Then I think of you. A smile appears on my face. But then I blink, and I'm back. Back to reality. The song is over. But the smile is still there.
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