Staring into my glass; in a smoke-filled room,
The music stirs emotions; buried for so long,
I see your hazel eyes; the windows to your Soul,
I see a heart so tender; my hand trembles,
Will we walk a shared journey; or let the winds blow over,
What will be will be; I leave It to the winds of heaven,
For In heaven's union; two hearts beat as one.
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