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A little magic dust falling from her hands,
Turning all my shadows into silver‑colored sands.
A little magic dust drifting through the night,
Painting every heartbeat in a trembling, tender light.
Oh, she gave me more than love, she gave me trust—
Wrapped in a little magic dust.
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