22 || The Story Teller

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When I first lay my eyes on you
You were howling with the wolves
Gleaming under the moon
Your gift erupted with the allure

You tell a story I would love to hear every day
Your emotions bloom above the ground
I was hunted by your voice
Like a spellbound

When I laid my eyes on you
I can't seem to hide the truth
You were good and beautiful
How I wish I'd seen it soon

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