As long as love is there hate conquers not
the flame- sparkle of life.
Hope is but the sole thing in love,
A sole thing of purity.
I have thus lost my heart in you
And doted on your feelings
When they verged upon
my mind with enthrallment
of the uncontrollable.
I ever wake with innocent trustfulness and called upon the infinite spirit
to save the breath of this unconditional union.
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