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Love is dear, lover is rare |
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Love is never where your eyes would stare |
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Unexpectedly even blindingly |
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Love will show its face to you, no lie |
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Fears subside, clearly why |
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Time has come for me to stand aside |
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Unencumberedly though reluctantly |
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Upon the whispering steppes I lie with pride |
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I was cradle of my hopes, now lies my resting grave |
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The warmth of life has left me half-embraced |
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For those who rendered fears and pain |
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I will surely pay with a smile you can't escape |
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Free at last, from the past |
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Time has come for me to greet the vast |
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"Unencumberedly though reluctantly |
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Upon the wispering steppes I lie" |
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Unenecumberedly, so gracefully |
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Above the whispering steppes |