Soulmate
My life, my soul, my heart, my whole is claimed.
As long as day precedes the night it's here.
It plagues me, saves me from a worser fate.
As long as night precedes the day it's near.
It weaves itself inside the clothes I wear,
I swirl it in the water that I drink,
It joins the wind that dances through my hair,
I wrap it ‘round my finger as I think.
No friend or spouse can ever claim my heart,
For music's always kept it from the start.
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