Smitten

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No seasons nor reasons
I just sensed it's true
As I felt the wave inside
I knew, I was bound to be yours
Captured by your ease
And the ability to hear my pleas
Inspite of unspoken grief
You caught me in one hand
And I knew,
I was bound to be yours.

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