The heart holds moments gathered,
as truths which love has told,
and whispered in the depths of night;
where days of hope unfold.
These links of long becoming,
can never be released,
for heart gives no account to time,
and will not be diminished.
Though days and distance draw apart,
the ones you love the most,
let reason roam on Soul's tilled field
and know they're never lost.
as truths which love has told,
and whispered in the depths of night;
where days of hope unfold.
These links of long becoming,
can never be released,
for heart gives no account to time,
and will not be diminished.
Though days and distance draw apart,
the ones you love the most,
let reason roam on Soul's tilled field
and know they're never lost.
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