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Distant hearts we warmly share,
You’ve been makin’ your own snare,
Ensnared, you seek of my aid
I can’t undo what you have made.
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These smiles grows weary
As my heart feels sorry
You must endure this pain,
Tears, running like rain.
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Instincts, intuition and hunches
Are vital in life’s harness,
Believe it when accidents occur
It might just be God’s oracle.
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You cán make a difference
If there’s no interference,
Plus someone to just guide
And be there by your side
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