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This Heart
This, my heart lay quiet and still
But for a brief moment, no pain-
Watching the sun fade from the sky,
Glorious hues flash among dying rays.
Such sweetness hanging in the thick air
Remnants of warm lilac and white rose-
The fragrance intoxicates as it envelops
What remains of this hot August day…
While this, my heart again finds joy
In but this mere moment of beauty.
But for a brief moment, no pain-
Watching the sun fade from the sky,
Glorious hues flash among dying rays.
Such sweetness hanging in the thick air
Remnants of warm lilac and white rose-
The fragrance intoxicates as it envelops
What remains of this hot August day…
While this, my heart again finds joy
In but this mere moment of beauty.
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This Heart
This Heart
