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She is who she is. She is strong and she is vulnerable She is everything and nothing She just is. She exists. And somewhere far or somewhere close, there's he. He's simple and sophisticated He is more and he is less He exists. She'd climb up to the moon Just to set her shine upon him He would ask his God for her heart Just so she could be his Mrs. They exist as he and she They live, and eat, and sleep Dreaming of someone else. She's the lost piece to his puzzle He's the missing chord in her song But when the day comes And the stars align She and he will be Us.