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The ballerina

You, who sees the beauty too

Who looks at things the way I do

A work of art, a sky so blue

The ballerinas best tutu

 

You, who talks so much with God

And nobody can say it\'s odd

Not following a path once trod

Nor beaten down by life\'s big rod

 

To you, I give all of my heart

And pray we\'ll never be apart

At least in love , well that\'s a start

Again, I give you all my heart

 

There\'s no cause to fret, it\'s there if you need

Be comforted that I still breathe

My life it is yours, I intend not to leave

But your heart is not mine, and I\'m not one to thieve.