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A Right To Love
It is best before dawn
where the stillness commands
as turbulent tides tumble
and thoughts move in with the wind
we stumble, we fall, we don't see all
where there is pain I see light
lain through the window of desperation
not contentment but holding to a right
to love, to passion, unabated adoration
and that's where I reach my hand
to you, tracing footfalls day upon day
encaged in a way, to survive
but not to live, so again here I will give
take not but this soul, so tender
that it lays all your fears to rest,
where freedom opens up to happiness
and harmony's expressed
be love, live love, give love
where the stillness commands
as turbulent tides tumble
and thoughts move in with the wind
we stumble, we fall, we don't see all
where there is pain I see light
lain through the window of desperation
not contentment but holding to a right
to love, to passion, unabated adoration
and that's where I reach my hand
to you, tracing footfalls day upon day
encaged in a way, to survive
but not to live, so again here I will give
take not but this soul, so tender
that it lays all your fears to rest,
where freedom opens up to happiness
and harmony's expressed
be love, live love, give love
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