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I heard an angel speak to me.
She told me that I need to see.
With my gaze upon the skies,
I would never see what was right before my eyes.
I looked in front of me, and to my surprise,
I was looking deep into your eyes.
I looked for what seemed like days,
never wanting to break your gaze.
Those pools shimmering brightly,
the gaze I now see nightly
because I looked down from the skies,
right into your eyes.
She told me that I need to see.
With my gaze upon the skies,
I would never see what was right before my eyes.
I looked in front of me, and to my surprise,
I was looking deep into your eyes.
I looked for what seemed like days,
never wanting to break your gaze.
Those pools shimmering brightly,
the gaze I now see nightly
because I looked down from the skies,
right into your eyes.
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