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(poems go here)You took my hand
And you held it so
So close I didn’t see
I didn’t see the real me
You took my hand
And you took me in
Into the forest
Into the wind
You held my hand
You held it so dear
That I was blinded by love
By the beauty of your face
But it was there when you looked away
I saw you
I saw the hate
You had my hand
You held it so tight
But I saw you and I tried to fight
I pulled away at your unsightly grace
I tried to walk closer to heavens gate
But you had my hand
You wouldn’t let go
Not until you had me
Body and soul
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