I have never said these words to you,
Though the fires we lit continue to dwell,
Kindled the day you graced my life,
Burns until I bid this life farewell.
If the gods in all their fickleness agree,
If our spirits truly free,
I'll wait until fate's melodies,
Sing better songs for you and me.
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