Question

Yet memories hold your gentle face.
Our hearts, once woven, now apart,
A lingering ache within my heart.
You are the dream I cannot keep,
The waking thought, the soul asleep.
Though hands cannot touch, nor voices call,
I love you still, through it all.
The paths diverge, the moments bend,
A broken tale, a sudden end.
Yet, in the quiet, in the air,
I feel your spirit, ever there.
Though oceans roar and seasons turn,
Your love remains, a steady burn.
The sweetest love that I have known,
Will haunt the heart, though I’m alone.

Answer 1

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Answer 2

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Answer 3

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