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A visage of melancholy
Crystal rivers stream
Down tear lined tracts

Marred by love's mortal wounds
You say that love does not exist
And turn your scarred heart away

No more to feel the stings
of loves fell barbs
Forlorn in an empty embrace

You question loves existence
I know the answer
I love you


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