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May your bright eyes, your eyes of summer, be for

me here on earth the images of goodness.

Let our enkindled souls clothe with gold each

flame of our thoughts.

May my two hands against your heart be for you

here on earth the emblems of gentleness.

Let us live like two frenzied prayers straining

at all hours one towards the other.

May our kisses on our enraptured mouths be for us

here on earth the symbols of our life.

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