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I.
He doesn't have a
harmonious voice but he
does know what soul is

II.
She hated his song.
But, secretly in love, she
forgave him for it
like sunshine through the rain,
so, is the
gorgeous
light,
of
her
dark
sultry night,
beauty none other
than the stars,
warm wispers fill the air,
a tear drops from her eye

— The End —