If only

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If I were perfected,

Polished as gold,

Would you take me,

To cherish and hold?

Would our minds become one,

Lies come undone,

Hearts intertwine,

Hope and sunshine?

If only my heart was impure,

If only I had the perfect looks,

Maybe, just maybe,

I'd be just like you.

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