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A cruel twist of fate it was,
To fall in love so late,
Because of you. We are apart
Because of you;
And the soaring lark
That was once my heart,
An empty echo, but for
The odd remembrance,
Rising in the dark.
Your smile, your sighs,
Memories of oceans in your eyes;
Your waist encircled by my arms.
My face drowning, gladly,
In the perfume of your hair.
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