Here
There's so much I want to do
So much I want to see
So much I want to feel
A little ill with dread
Since the world sleeps on a flimsy bed
Mornings might bail on me
All things wished become a buried story
But here now
Right at the present,life does allow
I am as young as every second
My heart can steadily respond
Here now while I love you
It's like my primordial dream came true
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