Get It
It keeps calling,
And you keep calling it.
The more you think and feel, the more
you see how perfectly you both fit.
That thing...
That beautiful thing you have to get.
So be wise and ignore distractions and all
superfluous things so you never forget.
You see it as clearly as a supermoon in a swarthy
Georgia sky.
It reflects your dreams and desires,
And further signifies why you must try.
You feel it as deeply as a beloved mother with
her adorable newborn.
You see it,
You see how your life can and will beautifully transform.
It keeps calling...
And you keep calling it.
This thing,
This beautiful thing you're destined to get.
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