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The candle flame extinguished

The hour glass now cracked

His time, at last, has run out

Words unspoken, stacked

Bound between the leather

He’d let no else reveal

Verses he once wrote to her

Feelings kept concealed

Hidden in the pages

His true love for only one

Scratched upon the parchment

Until his day was done



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