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A magic moment I remember: I raised myeyes and you were there, Afleeting vision, the quintessence Of allthat..'s beautiful
and rare. I pray tomute despair and anguish, To vainpursuits the world esteems, Long did I nearyour soothing accents, Longdid
your features haunt my dreams. Time passed. Arebel storm-blastscattered The reveries that once were mine And I forgot yoursoothingaccents,
Your features gracefully divine. In dark days ofenforcedretirement I gazed upon grey skies above With no ideals toinspire
me, No oneto cry for, live for, love. Then came a moment ofrenaissance, I looked up -you again are there, A fleeting vision,
thequintessence Of all that`sbeautiful and rare
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