For Whoever You Shall Be

My love I know our lost hands are lonely.

We have yet shed our all of our fears.

So follow your bliss and empty your heart.

Let us meet on the other side of this test.

My hopes are high, for whoever you shall you be.

& I will call your warm heart a home for these cold palms.

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