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I see the senses provide all life hides,
I see your eyes and behind them no lies.

Golden as the sun spun a direction
awkward but implied some affection.

Words that lift up and those smiles
drive a golden beam into me for miles.

Driven as a devil in need of speed
I need your volley of words greatly.

I need your rapport the door swings
as our eyes touch I bliss feel a sting.

Life has driven me here so clear
and life I want is with you to rear.

Let us fight the devils and torments;
the crises of life and what God sent.

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