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It's What You Do To Me
Suddenly... I can see. 
 I can see every color, but more, 
 I never knew those shades, those palors until now, 
 I had never been introduced to such vibrance....
 How did I describe life without them before?
 
 Suddenly... I can hear. 
 All the music in the world sings to me, 
 the notes carry me, as I am lifted by their melodies,
 There is not one note that i can't hold. 
 The harmonies are so vivid, so close, so many, 
 How did I sing with another voice without these notes before?
 
 Suddenly... I can feel.
 the suns rays penetrate the once terminal cold, 
 No longer do I shiver from the cold hands, 
 The icey touch of civilization cannot hold me, 
 How did I survive the nights without this warmth?
 
 Suddenly... I can breathe...
 I had forgotten what deep breath felt like...
 For so many years, shallow breath has hidden me, 
 Now as I breath in fully, I feel whole, 
 Each breath fills the hole in my heart, 
 
 Suddenly... I am alive. 
 I can sing with the birds, rather than envy them, 
 I can laugh like a child at the simple joys, 
 I can smile, and I do mean the action, 
 I am able to love again. 
 
 Suddenly... I can dance. 
 I can hear the rhythm which has escaped me for so long, 
 The drums beat that drives my movements, my life. 
 The pulse, the steady thrumming that I live  by. 
 I have found it again in your heartbeat. 
 Your breath is the rhythm to which I dance. 
 This endless music that stirs me...
 Oh how beautiful a song it is...

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