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They love for beauty, attention, tenderness,
Paper drew you and me together.
Then came care and fidelity,
And first there was a test and a written piece.
A beautiful soul hid her gaze,
Shy of words, she was silent.
Not by chance we found ourselves side by side —
On the page I read your soul.
Do not look my way, do not say a thing,
I know you are mine, a magnet between us.
Neither you nor I need anyone,
The world is filled with you and me alone.