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Would I be able to catch your wind
On my hole filled sails?
I trail your comet stuck in the sand
Would it be if just for a moment
I could hold your wonderfully tender hand
I would chance the flight to be your man
To be your man it sounds so grand
Not that it was something I planned
No not at all I was in the middle of the riddle
Of a freefall and a self imposed un rosed
Exile
But now I’m GOD endowed and would walk a
Country mile to see your spectacular smile
To hear your soul warmed laugh
I love your amazing addition to my life
Damn if GOD aint good at HIS maddening math
Goodness if goddess in grand life changing path
Thank you Queen
Chay 2012
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