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Church bells ring upon the snow covered roof
Hearing the vows two young kids make near the
Righteous hill. The two lovers sat aloof
In a tree wishing to set their love free.
Starring from my windowpane I watched them
Timidly talking and cuddling close
Making me love that I have my own gem
Always a sparkle in my nights, a dose
Secretly given to heal a heart-filled
Lustful pain created by a lust craved
Over look of thine eye to a soul killed
Very long ago. It’s I who has saved
Every moment shared and like two doves
Rising towards the sky is me and my love.
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