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Give peace to me
Keep your hair loose;
And that red dot on
Your forehead, let it
Play as my muse;
Give rest to my mind
Throw at me a little smile;
The twist in your lips
Gives me a reason not
To grieve for a while;
Give help to my soul
Come to me; place your
Head on my chest;
I have been waiting for
This moment to feel
Proud and take some rest.
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