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Yes, it shall be remembered,
Long after we are gone;
How much I loved her truly,
Till we were called upon.
Called upon to leave this world
Of doomed love now and then.
Bound for certain destinies,
Perhaps, to meet again.
If it's true, then in your time,
While you are here below;
The truth of love eternal,
Both she and I will know.
So here's a clue to guide you,
To love beyond your days.
The truth is, love eternal;
Is formed in many ways.
The first, is just by friendship.
The second, joys unbound.
The third, is inner beauty;
The one that I had found.
There is a fourth to cherish,
Though it's quite rare you see.
The one that's formed in Heaven.
The one called, Harmony.
GREENWOLFE 1962
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