There you were, standing beside her.
Yet, here you are, a hallucination.
I was so high I didn't realize.
That the arms that hugged me, were the arms of mine.
Never yours.
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There you were, standing beside her.
Yet, here you are, a hallucination.
I was so high I didn't realize.
That the arms that hugged me, were the arms of mine.
Never yours.