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I expect your aspect to be a bit blemished
Drinking from the well of you,
Has left me somewhat famished
Consumed in dubiousness's left me a blur
Finding flights left me a stir
Constant nagging won't help my cause
As I look for all the flaws
Deriving realms of inquiry,
as summer leaves,
with me a chill
Systematicly springing from your stance,
I smile a bit, for the last dance
We cross the I's And dot the T's
Last night has brought me to my knees
I sing a tune of muffled roar
We sit and spin a liars lore
Remembering things that may be real,
Or are they what we really feel
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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