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The Girl I Loved

When we met first, she was thirteen Her hands so white, her hair so gold! And curls she wore on both her cheeks, For her friendship my heart was sold I loved the sweetness in her songs, Sang when she wanted to embrace. Aft' kissing tips of white fingers, I read the Bible of her face. In days, she was the best of friends Always with me like shades in light. Her love, coolness and fragrance mine, With her I spent, my nights were bright. Whene'er we met for gifts exchange, She gave flowers: Rose and Jasmine. Fragrant breaths blessed me new life, She was with me, the world was mine! The days of charm have passed and now, I'm the alone to see night bars This would be fate I did not know I am here 'lone and she in stars!

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