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I love her, I love her

Her elegant hair

Her deep peering eyes

Her sweet and soft lips

The night came and I was taken from her

All I could remember of her wad a slight shape of her face

I searched and searched for my love

But no one was her

She had gone to the land of heaven

She watched over me like a mother looking after their child

When I die I shall see her beauty again

But now the Lord didn’t let I to die

He wept for his love with all his heart because they could never be together.

The End

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