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In but the number is one
Tonight she deals with drama
a world hash and mean
quiet hours far from me
In the morning she will navigate a crowd of restless souls, an image leads me to a decree
That my eyes filter out distractions abound
directed to extending the limits of our scope
For my desire to be
forever in congruence
commitment that
impresses the Pope
The only break in a bond
a total devotion durable
never placing another
higher and above
A plane that goes beyond
platonic
bathed in the embrace of
a glow of sweet love
a world hash and mean
quiet hours far from me
In the morning she will navigate a crowd of restless souls, an image leads me to a decree
That my eyes filter out distractions abound
directed to extending the limits of our scope
For my desire to be
forever in congruence
commitment that
impresses the Pope
The only break in a bond
a total devotion durable
never placing another
higher and above
A plane that goes beyond
platonic
bathed in the embrace of
a glow of sweet love
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