Simple stance but presence known
Show the world how much you've grown
Face that I may soon forget
Glance that I will not regret
Smile that commands me still
Nature that invites my will
Secrets unknown and history past
How could this be meant to last?
I fight no pride he tells no lies
I confide in silver eyes
Gentle hands but strong, secure
Show the world we're real and pure.
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