Infinite Love's Beauteous Twilight
Infinite love? Oh? Beauteous Twilight? Oh?
Where for art thou?
My loveliest of poem has tread.
Lovelet of poem, for the beating heart had saved
Then gone into twilight, by way of hid, doth remain
Forsake not the emblets of modern technology
Word for word, I entrusted my save, yet gone away
Infinitely, I look for thee
As is and twas love showed to beauty's delight
Oh, I miss to read those imfamous poems
Oh Beauteous poem come forth near to nigh
From whence you belong
Showeth out from gone to please thy sweet
Hideth not from me long, to think this not a travesty
Longing for thee and thou words
Take heart, as penned so eloquently
I know deep your work from the depths of thouest words
And depths of the earth, oh, I do know your works
Oh, yes, sweet majesty, who masterfully glides gentle hands
Be near to thine heart this day, especially
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