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Celine.

Stare at the screen,

Eyes are so green.

Only a screen,

Can they be seen.

She'll always be,

A mystery.

If we ever met,

Would it be to regret?

Finger tip, holds down a key.

A digital dream that's my Celine.

Verse: Electro machine,

Can it still mean,

Something real,

Though virtual.

Verse: Willing to go,

With this cyber falling.

I can't stop myself,

The keyboard is calling.

Finger tip, holds down a key.

A digital dream that's my Celine.

Is she just a dream?

My Celine.

Celine.

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