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There's magic in your laugh,
And your body moves like art
But my heart is your border
And you don't dare to cross the boundary
Your heart is occupied with unease,
The longing makes your bones ache
And your smile is washed away with the sea foam (you said it's stormy today)
You're cautious of your soul,
Afraid that they won't love you once it's fully exposed.

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