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When soft the dawn has come my heart will be alive once again though battered and bruised my heart will go to someone new. When moonlight drips of ebon my eyes will close to dream again though thoughts of you still remain my eyes will search the dream of him. When Love has called me by my name my faith will once again begin to arise though love has escaped me for a day my faith sees You time after time after time. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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