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He waits here for her call
Awaiting the voice he loves
The time seems to stall
Disappointment begins to rub
Happiness turned to stone
He lay there broken
He lets his fear own
But his fears has spoken
The reason he is broken
Is his partner, his love, his dear
Even though she has spoken
Losing her is his greatest fear.
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-Sean!
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