Wonder now why when
every breath feels right,
to know her love
is to believe
however fortune speak
we could
certainly we knew
when eyes,
hers in mine,
my own
inside her soul
our hearts could
cry
with smiles,
no pain,
only a desire
to resurrect
the truth,
two people,
strangers once,
lovers with years,
could be
will be
forever drawn
as one,
could we together
when now why wonder
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