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Jan 2016
You know this love given so rich and fully
Makes me dance around and I can't hold my peace
Its proper name has been called love by all down through
The centuries, got a hold on me now so dizzy I cannot see
Whatever else somebody would call this thing, its moving like fire
Inside of me, I get weak and don't have any strength
Think of you all the time , and to others not in love like us
They shake their heads and walk away because it really makes no sense
And its everything good one in love could think of
Yes , feels like fire slowly burning in my bones
Before it overcame me, I wanted to leave it alone
You know a manor woman cannot run while chained to a giant tree
Guess everybody in town know now
That it just won't let me be
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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