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Paul Is Dead Chapter 1 Double Fantasy December 8, 1980 All was quiet in New York at this time of night, except for four pairs of footsteps running in the dark. "Bloody Hell, are they still behind us?" One of the men asked, glasses teetering on the edge of his nose. "I dunno, I'm too afraid to look." This one had a rather large nose. They both looked at the third one while keeping a steady pace, he was chanting mantras. The fourth one was the only woman in the group, a small Asian woman about the same age as the others. She kept quiet, not having a thing to say. "We're close now; the Dakota's just around the corner." The man with

Watching you from afar You're the dot on my radar My chest starts beating rapidly From behind the sliding window My hair streaming from the airflow You suddenly turned and gazed at me Where am I going? I'm running without knowing So started our game of hide and seek Dashing around the halls I pick myself up from falls Why is he running after me Catching me his arms wrap around I feel like I'm on a merry-go-round What is this warm intensity? Please don't let me go I want this precious moment to slow Just make time itself freeze! I was too shy to say The feelings I wanted to convey Yet they are now appearing for you to se