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Does the breeze trip through the heather
waving tips of lilac hue?
Does the burn slip o'er the hillside,
splashing stones with ripples new?
Does the sun glint through the heavens
drying night damped plains of dew?
Does the moon give up it's secrets
when the dark sky hides it's blue?
Does my love for you keep burning
like the heather on grouse moor?
Does my heart for you keep yearning
like the pounding sea on shore?
Does my soul for you shine brightly
like earth's deep centre's core?
Does my life and yours keep turning
entwined for evermore!
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