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the first grey hair
the very first wrinkle
my first spectacles
eyes without a twinkle
being lost in the crowd
no one giving a second glance
walking alone lost in my thoughts
nothing can I leave to chance
and then when I see him
my heart still skips a beat
a flutter, a shiver
did he turn on the heat
and I go back a million years
to the days of love and passion
the eyes gleam, the skin glows
it’s all about fatal attraction
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