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in the practice of love
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My passions burned so very bright
as I practiced love away from light
tasting sweet charms of many girls
in endless joy, and denials fright.
as I practiced love away from light
I hardly cared in reckless youth
but now I know you were my truth
My passion burned on words not spoken
lost in your pretty heart so broken
my shallow gestures but a token
I knew your name but not your passion
now I look for you in desperate fashion
as i practice love away from your light.
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