AMANTE

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Fallen, just what I have...
I care not for loss -
Feelings comes, same gone.
For once I know one:
What all love song said.
In beddings of roses I'm laid,
Take away all reality
And of this feeling- its vanity.
Let me bask in your words of love.
Oh! By Jove,
Feed me these flame
Though its flaring ember's too untamed;
Whether the burn maims
I need it all the same.

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