Hold
Together we hold
The sunlights rays in our arms
Our love a ray of divine
The sunlights rays in our arms
Our love a ray of divine
Hold
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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