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Your mine
Thousands of years that
has led to this point
The point, that has made you mine
Mine, to that extent I
can’t let you go
To go, is a gun being put
to me
ME, the one that has you
Your voice, sound waves
through my heart
Like the sea ocean, I beat
its waves
Your happiness,
electroplates my life
Like a moment a child eats
after months
BEAT, BEAT, BEAT
my hearts Drums Bangs your
name
your assonances
accelerates my heart
the above Love has blessed
me to God you
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