Hello, pretty face. I don't believe in you anymore. It's not magic, you know.
Let's play hide and seek. My turn to hide, and your turn to look. After a hundred thousand thousand, open your eyes and come find me.
I got tired after a while, looking at you looking for me. But then when we played the last time around, I found you in half a second. You always were the predictable sort. Even if you say otherwise. Even if you lie. Even if you don't believe it.
The best place to hide is in a heart. I guess you won this round. But I'll tell you that when you find me.
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