Words cross the air to be heard
Two exchange more than mere words
Irrevocable love crosses through space
Making impressions time won't erase
Though hearts seek to find their own peace
What's impressed on a heart isn't released
The store of what's given and received
Begs to be heard and believed
Though reason tries its best to assuage
Actors join in on the stage
A person begins to feel
Impressions are all that are real
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