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Her fingers entwined with his

But his eyes were locked with mine

I swear I saw a spark

Of longing, regret

Last time I saw them

those beautiful eyes

were a marvellous shade of green

But somewhere in the sadness they drowned

And now the shade of marvellous green

Is hidden behind the deepest blue ocean

I have ever seen

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