The Art of Life Lusting

I want something real, and I wonder if I already have it, or if I have had it before. I want something real, something that seems too good to be true. I want something that I am sure of, something that I know I want to keep

I always have an idea, but I never seem to know.

I want something real, but I seem to never know what is.

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