This Was The End

Poetry of life

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You thought this was the end,
but you may still cry for the hope
that only you may feel.

Here no one shall make it rain for you
Lonely depth we all go through
’til the heart can rise above.

You felt he was on fire once
but you were always right at home
in warmth and courage
There may be no end of magic
for you this is love.

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