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What Love Is This

O what love is this;
that I am still so in love with thee?
Hath not the empty years passed;
enough to set my heart free?
O thou love by the undying sea,
Where lights of heaven shone bright ore you and me
O mortal dream how I pine,
for what I know will never be
Winds blow ore beachy sands,
There memories lie awake;
but love’s end I must deem,
to remove this painful ache

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Thank you for reading debs~

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