Clouded in the beauty of ugliness
You looked beyond and bro't me happiness.
Forlorn was I in all,
But your smile fill'd me with gladness.
The roses smile to show you my love,
The sky beams lovingly up above,
The wind caresses to prove its truth,
And the angels bear witness of that same love.
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