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The sun shines down,
and then it's gone
I long to look upon
a summers day,
although it feels so wrong
The icy grasp numbs my grip
my fingers feel a tear
or is it somehow that my aura
feels a little rip
I stand as though I see right through,
your eyes into you soul
I wonder why it couldn't have,
been your heart I stole
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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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