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It’s nice to have a nice physique,
But face it, a face is what’s unique;
We fall in love with one of those,
Not with the hands, or somebody’s toes.
If you love a voice or verses
You might as well love shouts and curses,
And to fall in love with naughty parts
Is like falling in love with farts—
No, the face, the window to the soul
Is how we know the person as a whole,
For it’s as if the face were a thought
That can never be known and never be bought.
Come, let me look in your eyes again—
Was that you, with another, in the rain?
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