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Now it’s quiet but you come and bring all the noise
And I’m starting to hear better, Now it’s dark but you come and bring all the light And I’m starting to see better Take me under your skin and I will promise I will feel better, too Initiate me and my soul and let’s begin our journey I want to see the beauty of the dawn and feel the wind through my hair I want to touch the dew early in the morning and kiss you Kiss me back…. I could be the rain that delights you Crush your lips on my eyes and they will sparkle Complicated words are all so easy to understand now It’s not a dream it’s just the reality witch tears up my weaknesses And this makes my heart shiver…for the first time…
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