Your love to me is like the burning of the flickering fire in the breeze,

Never knowing which way to go,

But knowing you will be there,

Even if I can not see you,

I can still feel the burning in your heart.

When you left me for the final time,

I was mislead,

Not knowing where to go,

Knowing you are gone.

Even though you are gone,

Even though you are out,

I can still feel the warmth in your heart,

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