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What's Going On?
Who is this?
This woman on the end of the line,
Who made me love her.
Who is it?
This face I cannot see,
Save in my dreams, where I’m with her.
Where is she?
Some place so close and yet so far,
That I cannot touch her.
What is this?
Feels like thunder in my heart
Raging through my soul,
Like a storm out of control.
What a wonder she is!
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