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| By Megan McDonald | ||
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| I can sense | ||
| Your earthly presence. | ||
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| Let me see your face, | ||
| Make my heart race. | ||
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| Sing me to sleep. | ||
| Make my love leep. | ||
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| The sky is grey, | ||
| Chase it away. | ||
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| Clutch my hand. | ||
| Beside me stand. | ||
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| Love me with a love so pure, | ||
| A thousand lives our love endure. | ||
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| Back to Poetry | ||
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