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He's not interested, but he's willing to play the game.
He knows through a glance.
He's not interested, but he's willing to play the game.
He knows through looking in the eye.
He knows he has that charm, he doesn't care.
He enjoys being admired.
He knows he has that charm, he doesn't care.
He enjoys being fantasized.
Young and fearless, a bright future welcomes him.
Boyishly handsome with a wiry-build.
The kind of almost always being appreciated and forgiven.
He's not interested, but he's willing to play the game.
He knows when he smiles at a glance.
He's not interested, but he's willing to play the game.
He knows through looking sincerely in the eye.
knowing this too well, being fooled before.
The boy of this type, not a reliable fellow.
It's not a thing to be told,
keeping to oneself in the endless sorrow.
It's not a thing to be known,
leaving only endless hollow.
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