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| The pearly treasures of the sea, The lights that spatter heaven above, More precious than these wonders are My heart-of-hearts filled with your love. The ocean's power, the heavenly sights So, little, youthful maiden come 
			 
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| Love is, above all, the gift of oneself. - Jean Anouilh, When I am sad and 
			weary. When I think all hope has gone.  Those have most power to hurt us that we love. - Francis Beaumont 
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