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Imagine a pure, shining white dove,
Soaring majestically, lighting up the sky.
Such a sight, gives one hope on passing by.
Such a sign, it must be from the above.
Moving through the heavens by wings of love.
Emitting so much care, that one could die.
This warmth can make an icy heart not lie.
To where it is going, one wants to move.

This dove I've saw took a form of a girl.
She changed my life and showed me right from wrong.
Lucky for me, I've found a love so true.
Amongst the rocks and dirt there stands a pearl.
Waiting, like the final note of a song.
Waiting, hushed, for someone like you.