• Upon each corner.
    I see your beautiful face.
    Each breath you take
    Takes mine away.
    Woe is the hark of my sweet sorrow tale.
    Of a love that will never be there.
    You are but a breeze.
    Ever silently stealing away.
    Come back my love to rescue me.
    For this woe you left to me.
    Is far greater than any I ever bared before.
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