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In the cobwebs of our tears
I have learned that faith the size of a quarter
Is worth the price of a dollar.
When the jut box stopped playing
It was the absence of our love that
Turned the gears.
Slowly intertwining into one another
Just like the involuntary movement of our hands,
I found you once again standing by my
Side.



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