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As of late, my sojourn has been a torturous affair
Until the day you snuck past the armed guard
And privily and perfectly sent me falling in an upward motion
That has been taking me by surprise
Every single day that I awake
And you're still there—here—crowding out
The misery that continues its attempt to plague me
Your words, your way, your heart has set me up
To not only fall for you but to continue to trip
On all the happiness that gets in my way
Until all I crave is to fall into your arms forever

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