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By thought and pain mind and heart and wrought;
From sin refrain, for life’s so sweet unfraught.
By thought and pain mind and heart and wrought;
From sin refrain, for life’s so sweet unfraught.
The plaintive melody of silence in the night in a softly lit meadow with white moonlight, is where my mind seeks to find peace, of everlasting kind. When calm, heavenly purity surrounds, the crisp rustle of daffodils all around, a gentle fragrance in the air and little angels everywhere! Among the little angels there, I…
True heartbreak in two a man’s heart divides Half completely lost, the other retained Doomed to forever love half-heartedly. A woman’s love twice lost can ne’er be found, Her form revived conceals her heart defiled But within her eyes this very truth lies: Where love is lost, misery and pain abound. The language…