In Praise Of You
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O it is so dark and lonely where I wander,
But you shelter me in the deep warmth of your grace.
O I think of many years I have squandered,
But I'm emboldened by the beauty of your face.
Your sweet whispers are as pure as the driven snow.
And your lips are as red as roses or rubies.
When you with me my heart and soul are all aglow.
You'll always be the Muse of my visions and dreams.
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