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The heart beats to the sound of the drum, marching forward through this thing we call life, waiting to see the light I call you, listening for your voice to say my name, hoping to feel the vibration your energy puts off, just knowing you exist gets me out of bed, your soul was a gift from above, I just hope my heart gets what it desires.
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