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Was she a ghost The one I loved the most An Illusion of the mind That I can't leave behind The pain is real For one so ethereal This love is immense For which I can mount no defense She seemed so tangible A love perfectly manageable But her love was not to be Leaving my heart adrift at sea Though my heart is not lost It has bore the cost My heart still burns With a love she can't return
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