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Love Conceded
I have abandoned my quest for love!
For want of love I most ardently repent
With sorrowing heart I concede no longer
will I allow mine heart to lead!
So helpless a thing mine heart!
How sorrow doth plague me with it’s
ceaseless taunt.
I can find no ease of comfort or solace for
my soul.
For Loves glory hath grown cold
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