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May 2021
Eyes of ice
And words of fire
This power of yours
Will never tire
You control the room
With a simple smile
And the heat of your glare
Carries for miles
With a wave of your hands
You could have the world on their knees
If you call me, I will come
Wherever you lead
Written by
A Wandering Soul  F/England
(F/England)   
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