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With one finger I
Traced a line
Down the groove of your back-
But only once.
Once was all I needed,
Or so I told myself but really
Once was all I got.
And even now with a thousand nights
And three thousand miles
Stretched out between us,
My mind wanders back to it;
Tonight I saw a girl who in passing
Looked like a friend of yours
Who I also ruined
Just by knowing you:
I remember her so clearly,
But it's funny-
When I try to picture your face,
I only see myself
Turning away.