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Sense

I want our body language to make the oceans stir into a beautiful hurricane.
I want to make the earth shake with the way you make me feel.
I want to take singing lessons, so I can attempt to serenade your favorite songs.
I want to see your smile every time I close and open my eyes.
But at the same time, I feel as though I hardly deserve to witness something so beautiful, and I want you to know, that every time I look at you, it is as if you are the only thing that has ever made sense in my life.

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