Yours ’till the stars lose their glory

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Yours till the stars lose their glory,

Yours till the birds fail to sing,

Yours to the end of life’s story,

This pledge to you, dear, I bring.

Yours in the grey of December

Here or on far distant shores;

I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you,

How could I?

When I was born to be just yours?

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