| Searching for Love | |||||||||||||||||
The eagle soars into the sky, to the Earth he spies, the prey to enrich his life. Like the eagle, my heart soars, to probe the Earth's floor, for the mate to make my life whole. Forever, am I searching, for the love that makes a completed soul. To be in love, my life made full, such would be my completed goal. |
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