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I am your fan. I breathe in your words and I make them float around me, light and free. You think of me as just one mechanical facet but I function on fuelling my desire for you to change my world. My world which rotates on 180 degrees and watches you sleeping
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the little air conditioner
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The people screaming for the air
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They love you
They love you
They are there