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| A love that never dies, A world that never ends, A heart that never breaks, No matter how it bends. |
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| This world could end tomorrow, Yet still the morning breathes, Each day is as the last, More fragile than it seems. |
| I hold an angel's hopes, And tears fall where we lie, You'll be here when we wake, Beneath the auburn sky. |
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| Our world is full of wonder, And slowly we behold, The treasure of a friendship's heart, Riches far untold. |
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| A Breath of Mist |