"I can't tell you that you're beautiful; you hear it too much. I can't show you that you're beautiful; you fear it too much. What's left for me to do? What's left for me and you? How do I make a connection when your ports are closed? I thought your courts were closed, but guys continue to run game. Desire to be caught, afraid to fall. How can you want the victory but be afraid to ball?"
-A. Lewis
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