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My Singing Lark

That night, after long, with peace I slept,
With a happy heart and tears of joy, I wept.
For so long, far away had my smiles been kept,
The moment she entered my life, sorrows had left.

With her a moment of joy, a moment of sorrow,
All this, forever, I wish to borrow.
One glimpse of her had me beauty redefine,
One day, I wish to make her mine.

None had charmed so well my health,
She would be all my wealth,
Once more, in me, I feel to have some desire,
Once more, someone, in me, has lit the fire.

I am not sure about the future,
A lot of feelings I wish to nurture.
I feel so clear and bright even in this dark,
How thankful I am to my singing lark.

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