All The Words

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We need to love with all our might

When passion leaves, our courage dies

This heavy dark becomes a light

As morning breaks across the skies

The ocean speaks to every shore

The summer wind will kiss the peak

The daytime sky reveals much more

Of all the words we long to speak

Our spirits live to chase the dream

A tender touch will heal the cold

A greater prize than wealth supreme

Is this pure joy we choose to hold

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