Inside of skies that are full of grace
A hopeful chance of your embrace
And when again I see your smile
My heart will leap and jump a mile
But is this really what I wanted
To see this world so uncorrupted
Not full of malice and of hate
As were the words of our debate
You left without even a smile
And burned my soul down to bile.
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