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You
you are the rose
the thriving window
to my heart
the next blossom
in the spring
you are the hope
that turns dark moments
into rainbows and
morning dawn
you are the tough
to my soul
that I needed to feel
the light in the sky
you listen to the rain
desperately searching for
someone to hear
you listen to the wind
of my heart
Sow how can I
stand here with you
and not be moved
by you?