love speaks

You give me everything
I don't understand the need to recreate when you could start with a clean slate.
I can't see healing the blind when billions see.
I know! It has to do with me
The miracle of me is what you see
The value I have is in your heart
Me knowing you opens both our hearts so I can see
This is the neverending story.


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