So much is within heart or gone away
The love songs that were but never came through
Feelings of inside always to renew
Just like night comes after each spent day
Wonderful yearnings of the love songs gone
In building up the memories to give
Bouquets evening that once you did live
That carries your emotions on and on
Like rivers pour on to the profound sea
Each instant is a precious circumstance
That into the moment’s lost evermore
Rising epoch starting within to be
Something sometimes left to its chance
As a wave that reaches new ground or shore
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