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NOT THINK YOU GO TO MY LORD BYRON 
my soul cries silent solitary, except when my heart is yours in the heavenly kingdom of mutual partnership and mutual sigh love. Is that the flame of my soul like a light that shines in the burial grounds: almost extinct, unseen but eternal ... nor death can destroy. Remember me! ... Close to my grave not pass, not without giving me a prayer for my soul no more torture than knowing that you forgot my pain. Hear my last voice. Pray is not a crime for which they were. I never asked for anything: the expiry I demand you come to my grave and weep. Lord Byron.
my soul cries silent solitary, except when my heart is yours in the heavenly kingdom of mutual partnership and mutual sigh love. Is that the flame of my soul like a light that shines in the burial grounds: almost extinct, unseen but eternal ... nor death can destroy. Remember me! ... Close to my grave not pass, not without giving me a prayer for my soul no more torture than knowing that you forgot my pain. Hear my last voice. Pray is not a crime for which they were. I never asked for anything: the expiry I demand you come to my grave and weep. Lord Byron. 
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