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A better man I want to be whenever I feel she thinks of me, No games are played only feelings conveyed…

The fire in her eyes is the complex refraction of compassion, And the calm in her voice could sooth the most restless of hearts…

If I knew my maker, personally, I would have to thank – him, “(her)”? for blessing me with the burn for another.

Sometimes I wonder how it would be to move through life with someone other than just me.