Too far do these star lie
Far for me to feel the depth;
Walls I can climb ,but love,
How can one mar this death!
These winds do of a tale sing
of those nights,myriad dreams;
Nights I may belie my love,
Memories do wear ,it seems !
Pebbles do these waves wash,
the rocks yet stand still;
marks we made,my love,
But marks even do waves heal!
Faith may lose;hope stands
but with a silent will;
I have closed my eyes,love,
Seems the ghosts stand still !
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