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So important is she,
That occupies my thought,
My heart,
My soul.
So important is she,
That I met by luck,
By the luck,
Of the roll.
So important to her am I,
Whom she would be lost without,
forever lost,
hid from the light.
So important to her am I,
That she met by fate,
By soul,
Not sight.
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