As we walk, hand in hand,
Upon both sea and land,
You look at me in a gentle way,
Oh, what a perfect day!
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What does it mean?
This question haunted me,
Taunted me,
Called me to wonder,
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I cover up my name,
Not because I am ashamed,
But to be safe.
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What lies beyond the magical wake,
Is a little girl who is deep in sleep,
Trying her best not to wake,
The feeling haunting her every leap.
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I was asleep one meek summer evening,
With the northern wind blowin',
and death's very presences lurkin'.
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In each heart there is a title,
A title for a warming love,
Waiting for to be in love,
What is more vital?
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Never could I imagine,
That my heart would come to feel,
So strong and powerful it beats,
Whenever he is near.
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