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Love grows of a heart purely,
Smiles healed thy wound
End is calling for me
Spirit filled with anxiety.
Such a love but will last
Thy soul finds its blast
I cried just to feel
That mind kills.
Breeze hasn't been so expressive
Time is reluctant to give
To find myself relieved
Why do I still live?
To love and be loved is enough
To experience how to laugh
To a heart already broken
To such happiness surmounting my pains.
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