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Frayn
When I caught your glance in the pouring rain
That lit the flame
When I hold you close and our hearts beat the same
I’m absolutely sure that lights the flame
When I pushed you away but you still came
That kept the flame
When its only you who can ease the pain
Without a doubt that fuels the flame
When I stir the pot but you don’t play the game
Oh what a way to hold the flame
Unlike the moon with her wax and wane
Our flame is strong like little Frayn
When you walk in the room and I freeze the frame
To this day, it lights the flame

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