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It is the melody I hear in the silence of the night
When wreathing in his hold you take the passionate flight
It soothes my heart getting a feel of being cared
With each passing moments bit by bit your secret lay bared
Like a wisp of essence you get lost into his desire
Your tender heart no more suffers in the heat of youth's fire
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