On a cold December I met an angel,
on a journey to the crown of palaces,
Railroads bonded an affection,
only to be lost for circumstance ...
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Love I thought possible,
life I thought settled ...
Never will we loose,
I thought commitment ...Sadly it was only I,
who thought affection
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I sleep only to run away,
But I shall face again reality as sun warms up. I weep for my misfortune,
But courage I seek from the day ahead ...
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