Zing
Lost in woods dark and deep,
Secrets I try to keep.
Where am I meant to be?
What is in store for me?
Then I run into you,
Skies turn a brighter blue.
You make my heart now sing,
I feel the sudden zing.
This heart now is healing,
Such a strange new feeling.
Once thought impossible,
Now it's so wonderful.
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