by Jen
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Like the ocean his depths are not fully known,
and his contents aren't fully calculated.
His soul is as beautiful as any sunset,
his heart so true God smiles upon him.
And his dreams so misunderstood, yet so brilliant.

His eyes could show me the universe, if only I could see.
And if only he could understand my depth is just as deep as his own,
if not deeper.

Yet we're worlds apart, we're just a touch away.

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