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The starlight dots your eyes
In nights just so divine
So when you said “You’re mine”
I’d thank you if I were so wise
The darkness is your cloak, I think
For within it, you may shine
And say, dear love, you’re fine
But with each word, the you I love may shrink
Bear with me your sorrow love
Your cross to bear is so, too, mine
So I beg you, don’t give that line
Beloved, I know you are not fine
When I hold you, love you weep
Your sobs are sickly sweet
So I hold you when you’re weak
And help you to your feet.
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