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I stop When She calls me With a dove's mating cry I can't resist She's here Longing To see her face Its eyes of emerald gems Without its glow Breathless We met Her beacon called Shining within the crowd Could not resist Answered That day Life's course altered I found my new fate there A smile for me I'm hers Her gaze Burns through my heart Sunlight on an ant hill It comes my way I melt I stop To see her face Shining within the crowd A smile for me I melt
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