keys
For love has found me
In night it has searched
And by day it surveys
For my tender expression.
Love looks for my heart
And wants me to give back
The keys to hindered hugs
In this corrupted place.
Yes I have the keys and
I will not give them up
Until my love returns to me
In this garden of affection.
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