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In Love's Greatest Fall
What is love, but fleeting flame,
A spark that burns, yet knows no name?
Is it the sky, both wide and deep,
Or secrets whispered, ours to keep?
Does it bend time or steal the day,
Or...
A spark that burns, yet knows no name?
Is it the sky, both wide and deep,
Or secrets whispered, ours to keep?
Does it bend time or steal the day,
Or...
