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Created on: April 19, 2009
Take me to the gardens,
Lead me through the maze
That i call home.
Hide away, you and I,
Don't make a sound.
Your in my thoughts,
What can you see?
Only you.
Take me to the sea,
Do you hear it sing?
It's weaving your melody
Around my heart.
Your in my soul,
What is it calling?
Your name.
Take me to the mountains,
Let the wind pull us closer still.
I feel your spirit,
And i wont let go.
You are my life,
What is its purpose?
To make you smile.
Take me to the forests,
Let the leaves dance with us.
They create a rhythm
That only we can follow.
Where are we headed next?
Wherever you take me.
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