A word can't replace action
Two characters, one story
We can call it fiction
I don't want to spend time feeling sorry
Well-rounded happiness instead of infliction
Find the secret in a hurry
Your voice is my new addiction
Why waste time just to worry
Too much empty space to make a prediction
I wish I could see but it's all blurry
Cannot give my heart without restriction
I'm skeptical and it's early
Can't see past the contridiction
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