When you laid those foundations, it was hope coming alive,
But now the building seems abandoned and forgotten.
Seems the contractor stopped paying, or the landlord went solo.
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Deep in mine heart, a steadfast hope doth stay,
A fire unquenched, though time may chide and test.
Mine eyes deceive, yet still I seek the way,
For fate's cruel hand oft turns truth to jest.
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I love thee to the twinkle of night's bright stars,
To the mountain's peak,
Where the sun smooches the sky.
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Their arm of sacrifice was a shield,
A fortress where our hearts are healed.
Their time, their efforts, pure and true,
A love that glows in golden hue.
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