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Since, I Love You

With a thorn in my heart,
All these year I have fought,
Restless, eternal peace, I have sought.

Oceans and mountains have past,
And even after all these years I have lost,
I hold no fruit or sweet memories that last.

And now, the thorn has grew,
Into a rose touched by the dew,

And I know it’s since, I love you.
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