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Thy will come,
Thy will help,
Thy will love as he shall,
Lost butterfly, You shall find peace,
In the springs our love shall remain,
Though everything shall start to fade,
Water rinses all our shade,
But in my garden,You shall remain,
Blossoming flowers all the day.
First poem! Let me know how I did

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