The Wake
You bore a twilight halo, soft and clear,
The last time I saw you, the night slowly crept through the Autumn air.
With your beautiful face, I glimpsed the edge of dreams you held so near,
Looking at me with love, your gaze, a quiet flame beyond compare.
The last time I saw you, the night slowly crept through the Autumn air,
I could not forget that time was fading fast.
Looking at me with love, your gaze, a quiet flame beyond compare,
Would be seal my fate when dawn came at last.
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