Oh it's true - each time i look at you -
it's me that i see, smiling back at me...
It's me that i see, with eyes that are mine...
with a heart that fits into mine, perfectly...
For whatever that i like and hold dear -
is also what you like and treasure...
whatever that i hate and i loathe -
also seems rather hateful to you...
How can two hearts and two souls be so alike -
that it seems they beat as one...
how can i not admit that i need not look further -
than to look in you - to find myself...
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