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This Day, Our Love, Forever

Beneath the willow tree
Where we sat in sweet surrender,
He played a tune of frightful joy
Though it tore my heart assunder.

As the say was laughed away,
Still sweet, the soft November,
His song stayed strong, his song stayed true,
As ne're did he blunder.

Just as the sun began to fall,
Though the clouds did thunder,
Unless the sky would choose to weep,
This day, our love, forever.





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