Oh My Face
My identical face in a walking crowd
My instincts are not that loud
Almost same in all angles
But our bodies are not tangled
Diplomatically reserved
He is too well deserved
Got a magic right hand
Can turn simple to grand
Got same eyes as mine
He does things so fine
But he plays like a child
Could never be that wild
He may be me some time
Our smiles are like lime
Hope we could get a time
Can God give us a time?
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