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I hear you breathe so far from here
I feel your touch so close and real

And I know my church is not of silver and gold
Its glory lies beyond judgment of souls
The commandments are of consolation and warmth

You know our sacred dream wont fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you.

To whom it may concern,

You say the simplest random things.

I hate you for it.

They make me Smile.

Music is definately in both of our souls.

Only I say I haven't got talent.

You say I do.

I make you Happy.

Isn't it too soon to be so sure?!






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<3 - ME