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For Alicia
The ups, the downs
The inside-outs, turnarounds
Smile and frowns
Blue skies and the cold ground
Though, miles away, I'm bound
Your essence attaches itself to me
For even when my soul is free
(Whenever that may be)
My love for you will still grow like a tree
Immeasurable in abundance, like she
Who inspired these words, the love & growth within me
You are the wind through my barley
The blood in my veins and through my body
Your voice is the first thing I want to hear
When I rise. Your eyes, filled with cheer,
Are the first thing I want to see.
Yours, simply, is the only thing I want to be.
The inside-outs, turnarounds
Smile and frowns
Blue skies and the cold ground
Though, miles away, I'm bound
Your essence attaches itself to me
For even when my soul is free
(Whenever that may be)
My love for you will still grow like a tree
Immeasurable in abundance, like she
Who inspired these words, the love & growth within me
You are the wind through my barley
The blood in my veins and through my body
Your voice is the first thing I want to hear
When I rise. Your eyes, filled with cheer,
Are the first thing I want to see.
Yours, simply, is the only thing I want to be.
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