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If apologize ran the ink off the page this may be symphony for love
She smiles the color of eyes I ask why dear god what taken from this place 
Oh the cover of sheet is wrap around her thighs is a bless in disguise 
Moving forward taken from sky oh hands passion pass the gates move over, 

The star gather to night and flower hold pattern at night 
Waves move like tundra at night then what at lost sea just not another melody 
If shades are made of grey and blue tell me what seems to be or hold to be
Pillows and windy nights warm among the fire place are they lost memories.


Beautiful that hold the light keep walking keep walk it's cover among the wind
Moving forward taken from sky oh hands passion pass the gates move over
As end day pass a man journey a man partake what reflect holds but never lies
What truth lies with heart of a man.

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