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Falling in love with a love that never was

In Senior High there was a girl whose curls

Unfurled all my flags. She sat close in math

Where computing the area of triangles strangled

My urge to flirt and I laid low. She would

Never know how close I came to saying hello.

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Math as an impediment to connecting - bummer :(

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