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If you spend the day in a fish market, You’ll smell like fish even if you never touched it. If you spend the day in a perfume shop, You’ll carry its scent even if you never bought it. Hearts are the same in their own way, They become what they’re near each day. So I want mine to stay with you, For a lifetime, steady and true. So your purity, your joy, your light Slowly becomes my heart’s own sight. And when my happiness starts to show, It will reflect the love you grow.
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Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 5:53 AM UTC
The Scent of the Heart
If you spend the day in a fish market, You’ll smell like fish even if you never touched it. If you spend the day in a perfume shop, You’ll carry its scent even if you never bought it. Hearts are the same in their own way, They become what they’re near each day. So I want mine to stay with you, For a lifetime, steady and true. So your purity, your joy, your light Slowly becomes my heart’s own sight. And when my happiness starts to show, It will reflect the love you grow.
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Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 5:53 AM UTC
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