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With every step, I hope to find, The one who sees me, leaves me aligned. Eyes that lock, souls that entwine, A love that blooms, like a rose in its prime. In crowded rooms, I scan the space, For that one face, that radiant grace. A gentle touch, a warm embrace, Melting fears, leaving time and space. With every breath, I wish to be, Seen, heard, and loved, wild and free. To find that one p.