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In the star-filled heavens,
at the gates of dawn,
I come in her presence
and praise her in song.

A song filled with love
whose lyrics tell of hope,
bringing peace on the wings of doves.
Understanding is beyond my scope.

Carols bearing sparks of life.
Hymns to call upon joyous hearts.
To banish fear, and pain, and strife.
Revealing her face in all men's thoughts.

I sing of her depths
in ballads of springtime,
filled with a spirit that never rests.
I praise her beauty, beloved mine.

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