I knoweth of the joys of birth
Being born in this world of uncertain
Fate, Destiny to mine on earth
Is to loveth the Woman of dreams remain
So I will abstain and then refrain
From use of words as to be to herds
The great silent tears of my pain
And all that I have left are words
So for me to giveth to this a shot
A hitherto and fro the dreams seen
And the things which were, are not
What I've seen in your eyes green
The picture speaks a thousand words
I knew this coming into the world's
View that I will forever hear, heard
The voice of an angel declaring Love.
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