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Sunlight doth break

from an easterly view

and ye come forth

in the dawn’s early dew,

 

then harkens the day

to the light of my life,

aye the world it doth sing

to thee my own wife,

 

destiny hath touched thee

thy soul be so rare,

thy heart filled with courage

and a beauty so fair,

 

‘tis like unto magic

for a spell thou didst weave,

elemental in nature

my soul ‘twill ne’er leave,

 

thee are of the heavens

come down from above,

for thou art my heartbeat

aye thou art my true love.

 

 

Eld

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