| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Though your name is a whisper in my mindand your voice the sweet song of a doveyou are one which none can forgetThough your eyes shine like the sunand your face is a picture which one dreams to paintyou are a sight one can not seeThough your touch is like black velvetand your kiss the love of the angelsyou are a feeling which none can graspThough your heart beats in tune with my ownand your soul f
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