I only just wanted to embrace,
Praise I believe there would have been it's laughter;
It's frame I wanted to live there after,
May it's never erase its race,
May it's trace light up its fames,
It's grace it's feels so profound,
Along it's games I have played,
It's lace I have wore for long,
There it's came it's smiles,
Fearfully it's came it's blames,
But same it's silences,
It's placed I on it's hills of Joy.
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