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Pass on by my love
If ever we perchance should meet
On thoroughfare or Quiet Street
If acknowledgement I fail to confer
Walk on past as if your not there
It is only that I love you so
I cannot let all others know
Secret lovers we must remain
Living in torment with the pain
No lingering kiss no gentle sigh
Just a turn of head as I walk by
Falter not my darling with your pace
Show not recognition on your face
My truest love I live for thee
Though we as one can never be
From fleeting looks we must refrain
All show of endearment we must contain
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