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There is a small, little place right inside my heart
That you had stepped on, over filling it with love
But the moment your footprints faded in the thin air
It got barren again
It got barren again
But it is still waiting for that magic to reincarnate
So when i look at it, patiently waiting for your touch
I contemplate it to be
A little too hopeful
For I already am aware what will happen
Since I have been reliving that dream.
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