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Her eyes will melt my very soul,

When I'm looked at with such a gaze,

A gift from her, if even coal,

Would seem a jewel, lost in a daze.

My heart beats at a quickened pace,

Whenever I am at her side,

Butterflies will begin to race,

As emotions fill up inside.

The gladness felt when I see her

Is uncontrollable for me,

And as all these events occur

Upon my face, a smile be.

Though she'll move on in time like me,

Blessed I'll be, with sweet memories.

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