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| What a terrible waste of those eyes! their magnificent blue (deeper than dreams) Lost in inoocent and splendid slumber, and closed off from this world like my heart is closed off to a stranger.
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Ay!, that I could see through those lids, that I might gaze up on the gentle dreaming of those eyes
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and look upon me, now. |
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Do you see your future within? |
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| Ay, but I pray so! | |||
| The blue of my heart matches
the blue of your soul -- that i might slip into your ocean. |