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sweet oceans
of silent surrender
cry with me
fly with me
birds of the night

soft is their serenade
lovely like lemonade
share with me
bare with me
into the light

high fly the night birds
coming to carry you
winging and singing
longing to life

 ever and never
and lifetimes together
tease with me
please with me
lasting the night

your soul
with my soul
was half
now is whole


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