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Alone Jack and Me In Thoughts Forever and ever it seems To be Free Truly, Is this what Love is about? The timing The waiting The adoring Of a Man I do not know But feel to know Your body Your soul Your spirit Alone With Jack again When days go floating by Clouds we fly by Holding it like folded newspapers We only read by images As we write ourselves Everything seems to be already told Eyes never get old Look into mine Eyes And then tell me goodbye Can You? Alone, In a room where wars been fought in silence Bombings no one writes about