I once had thought
trueness did not exist
That love wasn't real
Perfection was a myth

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True sight did not belong
to me; to anyone
And she proved me wrong
as she played with the sun

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I thought people
would never come together
she corrected me
When she met me forever

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I believe some people
just were not in my reach
Then from Above
She began to teach
Of Love.