In his persona , his image in my mind
rises storm of memories of his in the yard of my heart
just remembers it your going away
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It was the river of fire that i crossed successfully
the tests of love prove my loyalty
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the world thought in its casual experience
The stone was never heart
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I fear each tree "s shade -
That refrains from giving shade coolness to travellers
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