I’ve passed through your land and wish to return.
I’ve glanced at your face and my home I’ll now spurn.
I’ve gazed in your eyes and your will I must learn.
I’ve chanced in your heart and to you I’ll now turn.
I’ve loved and lost, but it’s for you that I’ll burn.
~ by Peter N. Liptak
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