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That place inside me the place that peace can always be found ...where only you are allowed to be I hear shaman's drum, heart's familiar sound Pounding, beating away...worldly problems melt down like ice in spring sun's beam I'm lost in your eyes, a new adventure of unfamiliar town ...freedom comes with open mind, it does seem That to know who I am, took that one spark set off by your inner light cleaning the slate of chalk's white mark defining boundary, drawing the line between wrong and right ...showing me that place inside that place I no longer have to hide...
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Feb 17, 2013
Feb 17, 2013 at 9:40 PM UTC
Her place (inside my heart)
That place inside me the place that peace can always be found ...where only you are allowed to be I hear shaman's drum, heart's familiar sound Pounding, beating away...worldly problems melt down like ice in spring sun's beam I'm lost in your eyes, a new adventure of unfamiliar town ...freedom comes with open mind, it does seem That to know who I am, took that one spark set off by your inner light cleaning the slate of chalk's white mark defining boundary, drawing the line between wrong and right ...showing me that place inside that place I no longer have to hide...
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Feb 17, 2013
Feb 17, 2013 at 9:40 PM UTC
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