Sands of the heart

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The sands that spill my heart, with thoughts of you, has no end and no place of start. Thunder among the plains of open grass, of a love treasured, admired and blessed, like the beauty of the stars. No hand has ever had a perfect fit, yours has the b...

The sands that spill my heart,
with thoughts of you,
has no end and no place of start.
Thunder among the plains of open grass,
of a love treasured, admired and blessed,
like the beauty of the stars.
No hand has ever had a perfect fit,
yours has the best,
you lit my life with fire,
and burn my heart away,
me a being perfected like the brightness of the day.

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