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Peace

I stand in the crowd
Waiting for a glimpse,
of Chris
All the others want your looks
I just want your voice
They say
They love you, Chris
I just sing my heart out,
to every song
Every verse
Every line
And you better believe I,
will treasure this night,
forever
Because when you sing
it's like a new world
is in front of me
You help me imagine
peace





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