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A thousand years, could never erase,

A single memory, of her angelic face.

A thousand nights, could ever phase,

A single moment, of a suns great rays.


A thousand lifetimes could pass by,

Never aging to decay beauty's thigh.

A thousand hearts could never play,

A rhythm of love equal to a first day.


If a thousand armies were to enslave;

To hold captive a single beating heart.

To bury me among a thousand graves;

She'd be free, to fly away, as we part.


Glamour, a thousand thousands wide;

Tempt me not, from her glorious side.


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