I was hiding it from people
I was afraid it could be seen.
For it, I would fast or eat
For it I would endure the two fires.
I was counting the days to see when you would be back.
I would be waiting amongst the people when the time was near.
I would tell of my love, I would tell and drink a lot.
Our love was growing every day, until we were very close.
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