Inch by inch,
I begin to see her face,
That mysterious woman,
Who was alive in my dreaming base,
I felt my heart bend,
But never did break,
It turned into a muscly smile,
Which evil couldn't shake,
As I felt her straight brown hair,
Her eyes becoming to form,
Her face glowing with glee,
And in the cold my heart was warm,
As her skin was far away,
Her smile did not fade,
For our lives had finally began,
And which our happiness was made.
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