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There was a time When I would take the soar of love Over its terrifying plunge Protect myself from that dive That freefall into risk Oh how I have wronged my heart With these mistaken notions Oh how I have lost sight of my freedom By embracing my insecurities For how can I possibly know The height to which love might aspire Without embracing the distance To it's deepest, most angst-filled places? Those young ones aren't so naive you know As we've led ourselves to believe They are simply keeping their hopes Focused on true love So that they recognize it Should it happen to find their hearts. |
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