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I'm thinking it's a sign, the freckles in our eyes
Are mirrored images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned
I have to speculate that God himself did make us
Into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay
It may seem like a stretch, it's thoughts like this that catch
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