Remembrance, Souvenir D'Amour
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Sandra Feldman
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We met in days of lonely heart,
So innocent and pure,
And love grew slowly,
As an Art,
Creation does secure,
That Love is there,
To start the course,
That takes us to the Stars,
Where love becomes so harmonized,
We think it will not part.
How beautiful, the World seemed then,
But now that we're apart,
The torment of a ship at wreck,
Is in each others heart.
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