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Sep 2012
Sing me a song that makes me weep,
makes me smile, makes me sleep.

Fashion me a dream of silver and gold,
of thunderclouds, of heat and cold.

Hold me as you would your heart,
your favorite bear, a work of art.

Love me with a passion fierce,
like one whose heart blind Cupid pierced.

Just look into my eyes to see
my love for you, sincerity.

Know that I am yours to keep,
but are you mine outside of sleep?
Sheeda
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Sheeda
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