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Like a perfect cloud
You are just out of my grasp
As every day passes
my love grows and thrives.
It's beginning to get out of
control.
As my mind wanders yet again
to the image of your face
so delicate and beautiful.
God raise me to the heavans
so that I might have a chance
to hold that perfect cloud.

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