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beyond the realm where mortals lie dwels she
one of such beauty a poets pen grows weak to describe
such beauty as angels dare not posses
for fear of heavens envy
the beauty of a landscape ignored
for there she lies
and she is all I see
all I know
all the world to me
Heart and soul
my soul soars among the clowds
the grandest of crachendos
the lightest of melodies
my heart is dashed upon the shores
by the saddest of odes
the bassest of voices
the deepest of songs
and yet to me they speek and say
"here I am"
"here I belong"
"here I shal stay"
and so into these notes I pour
my Heart and Soul
for Emely
