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Lunettes
I can see you a bit better now
I can see all of your pain, and all of your beauty
Then you called me a flower
Because I only bloom when the sun shines
And I smiled because
For once I could see you better
I look at your hands and I wonder
If I can softly kiss away your scars
I can see all of your pain, and all of your beauty
Then you called me a flower
Because I only bloom when the sun shines
And I smiled because
For once I could see you better
I look at your hands and I wonder
If I can softly kiss away your scars
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