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love found me  he tore down all his walls the ones thatguarded his fragile walls he let me in to heal the wounds each time i walk in his heart beats different sound of his breath changes
The chairs are filled Row by row In perfect allignment To watch the ones down the aisle Look up to the sky The clouds rippled thick The crows cry The wind is nothing more but the wind
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