A repetition of this event.
"I start to like a girl towards the end of the school year,
She finally notices me and greets me with a smile,
She captures my heart and locks it in her cage,
But before I speak, she's gone.
My heart comes back..
I toil the long summer days thinking of her,
But over time the feeling fades.
She'll find someone better,
Maybe? yes smile
I'm no lion, but I can be a brave kitty.
And one day I'll be a lion, and a lioness will stand by my side
She'll be here one second, and still here the next"
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