Forty word poem:
Sincere eyes cast a glow on me,
in those helcian days of fantasy,
when words of love delighted me;
and the gates of gold opened wide…
admitting the groom and the bride.
From loneliness set free,
in heaven’s peaceful sanctuary.
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