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Jul 31
Everything is simple
When you look at me
Full of unintended hope.

Light glows at your feet,
A twist of carefree,
Handy as a rope
Tied at a tree.

Can't be complicated
The way you turn things.
It can't be too bad,
When you have angel wings?

I keep up
Under your unforced gravity,
Irresistible majesty
When you smile at me.

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Can't be complicated
When you have angel wings?
It can't be too bad,
The way you turn things.

I keep up near,
Under your light swings!
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