What otherwise fades, spins off farewells
I lose not, for impressions.
They're to rise again, warm smiled
Through days' sun-bright inceptions.
Ah yes! Her seal of approval forecast.
Consoles more through what's to yet
Swell, for sky-widths, as beneficent
Heart for love, til life's sunset.
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