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Having been lost in eyes not meant to be found Bound tightly emotions not meant to surround The margin that fractions insaneness and Love That outlines and contours the one I speak of That borders the patterns defining her face That playfully teases a careful retrace That courses her body through each of her curves And serves now as comfort for unsettled nerves For now feeling lingers eager to embrace The space it was once deemed unfit to encase Through chance and through cryptical forces above Love's passion retaliates through Destiny's shove And the push with its knowledge finds in second round Only loosely leashed are emotions unbound And with unfirm restraint, and her tentative sighs Surprised both are we to be lost in our eyes

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