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Mourn not the sunset
For the sunset holds the Night
And in the Night I hold Thee
Thee, my essence
My one True call, purpose
I love Thee, I hold Thee
Thou art mine
I swear to Thee my life, my Heart
I vow myself, everything
For as the Night itself comes
I run to Thee
To take Thee in mine arms
To call Thee mine
So mourn not the sunset my Love
Unless thou mourn me





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