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Came to me, swift a mellow
breeze
Stirred commotion; leaves whispered your name
Mingled movements into the sheer cold mist
Time paused and soaked by your charm
Was it the voice; was it the touch?
That tenderly drew me back to you
Twinkling eyes of the morning sky
Gleams sought and dreams intertwined
As delicate a drifting feather
The sentiments that one can't possess
One morning when everything had settled
Came to me...swift your breezy caress
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