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Where ebony with light does meet, | |||
On the far shore of seven seas, | |||
Oh Friend, to me You'll grant embrace, | |||
On that very same resplendent bank. | |||
Twixt You and me the intimacy, | |||
A love that's everlasting... | |||
The vast ocean to give hindrance, | |||
Never, no, never it can. | |||
I was Yours, and still today I am; | |||
I've discerned infatuation's lapse... | |||
Life's pollen having scattered, | |||
Please paint me crimson. | |||
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