Love is wondrous when it's true
It can light your heart's desire
And if someday dies the fire
Memories will stay with you.
Memories are so profound,
And so faithful, there's no doubt,
But if they will be wiped out
Happiness will stick around.
Happiness is good, fertile
It does not depend on love
Or the memories thereof,
But of things that make you smile.
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