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Love: Strong Word. Use With Extreme Caution
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Old Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies
Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?
Below the branches, here about
Do not you sense my fear and doubt?
Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams
Do not you hear my woeful screams?
Upon the meadows, touched with dew
Do not you see my heart's a'skew?
Beneath the thousand twinkling stars
Do not you feel my jagged scars?
Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze
For you'll not find it 'mongst these trees
It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies
Accompanied by heartfelt sighs
It's drifting o're the gentle rain
A symbol of my silent pain
It's buried 'neath the meadow fair
Conjoined with all the sorrow there
It's lost among the stars this night
Too far to ease my quiet fright
No gentle winds, seek not my heart
For simply it has torn apart
