Your hands hold more than you know.
The way your eyes will talk to me.
Every breath you breathe, Breathes right on Me.
What’s been done around: Round and Round Again.
My eyes can see you Affecting me.
But in the Unseen…
I have hands holding me from The Ground.
This is my life… Breathe Light, Breathe Life.
My eyes.
There already yours.
My life.
It’s Already yours.
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