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sweet
innocent eyes you have
with a rare compassion all their own
when we dance, i look into those eyes
and i imagine myself flying
transcending above the clouds and stars
and all the world spins beneath me
your smile, your grasp, the way you move
makes me fly higher
and i’m not brought back to earth
until the song ends
and then i stand, staring into your eyes
longing to dance again
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