He keeps It carefully tucked away
And seeks It in time of need
I've watched him on several occasions
Meticulously indeed
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So many thoughts run through my mind
To keep them bottled up would be quite the crime,
So to the ink and paper I go
And hope today it will flow.
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It was your eyes
The way you look at me
Like that! You're doing it again
The proverbial window into the soul
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