Mystery

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The blaze of sunshine touches my face; As I woke up with your thoughts I can't erase.

And then outside the window, the view I start to gaze; Tryin' to solve the mystery as complex as a maze.

I don't know what I feel-I think I'm falling; Hanging at the edge with hopes someone is catching.

My heart is too fragile, don't want to see it breaking; I hope you feel the same, or else I will be crying.

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