Perhaps those blue eyes which froze the merrily flowing cerulean stream inside my own, now hold the key to luring Spring back into my heart, unlocking my tongue that I may speak that which has been frozen inside through this everlasting winter.
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That curiosity which once denied me the happiness
which at the time, I believed
I so rightly deserved,
Has reversed the role it previously played,
mending the heart it once broke.
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