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Our Spirits Shine Through
I see the Spirit of your Soul through your eyes
It beckons me to come.
You see the Spirit of my Soul
It loves no other one.
But Destiny is not my friend
It kept us apart.
And where our love should be,
There's a hole within my heart.
We are like a golden coin
Your image on one side - on the other is mine.
We are never apart - but never together.
We are travelers through TIME.