Perhaps some wayward window one day Venus will provide,
For deepest secrets to unfold and end this darkest night.
At your behest I dared not speak one word when at your side,
But you could not deny too long the course that drove my plight.
The light that shone upon us both, but dwindled in a day,
And left behind are pieces but no memories that will stay.
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