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A thousand kisses deep
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All quiet seems, though as you walk,
On shards of fallen embers,
All Heaven\'s angels come to talk,
Of things no one remembers…
All things surrender to your eyes, your frail and simple presence,
All flowers die and shed their grace,
Great words of wisdom lose their essence,
And all eternity succumbs, to your fast, relentless pace.
Though I\'ve gone mad searching salvation,
I see you in my restless sleep.
With love comes endless desperation.
It comes,
A thousand kisses deep.
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