The Newfound

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As sure as thunder after lightning,
My love (for you, my sweet) is heightening.
But I must cover The Newfound still, as
Rain beats hard on this window sill,
Washing away things inexact.
My heart, I hope, remains intact
So that clouds (who caused the storm), once parted,
Will reveal the rays of me (strong-hearted).

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