It Is You
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Grounded heart on fire of winter
rose I grew in you.
Flame to passion in spending
life 2 knew.
Safe in arms protection lite
to harbor storms.
Fashion boots a bow I crop
we grew.
Granting beauty softly slidding
lashes wave.
Bu şiiri puanla
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