If I could be shattered in your arms, I'd be okay.
If I could cry and look into your eyes, I'd be strong.
If I could scream at you against your peace, I'd be left with nothing to say.
If I could fly with you lifting me higher, I'd sing the birds song.
If I could write of life, I'd make poetry of our story.
If I could be in two places at once, I'd
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