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He placed fresh flowers daily
Upon the altar of his heart
Left the candle ever burning
To keep away the dark.
His days were not distinguished
By normal joys or pains
No mortal act could move him
His love not wax nor wane.
If earthly deeds redeemed us
Heaven would rule on earth
If selfless lives precede us
We'd have a noble birth.
The idle mind may wonder
If the love we give returns
But true lovers know the secret:
Love seeks the soul that yearns.
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