The ethereal beauty she cast upon my gloomy face,
She walked by my side in my lonely days.
She stole away my killing pain, I know I was loved then.
I tossed and turned on my bed last night, could not sleep and end that fight.
When all these efforts were just too profane,
I was loved then.
At the dawn when the sun used to rise,
She held me close and hugged me tight.
She walked with me with all her pride
Nothing to loose nor to gain, I know I was loved then.
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