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I wandered
I wandered through the endless night
In silence where time hides its light
The stars, old friends, so wise and true
Whispered secrets the wind blew through
A sea of shadows, longing deep
Where past and solitude would sweep
Each step a verse, a gentle rhyme
Each verse a prayer, a fleeting chime
I thought of love, so far, so rare
Like rivers flowing, always there
In your gaze, the worl...
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