A Note For The Heart

Not gold, nor silver shall outlive your beauty. You shall shine brighter than the contents of this piece. The injurious distance shall not stop my way to you. Never say that I was false at heart, even though my absence qualifies me.

Not space nor borders shall outlive my love. Like a man who travels, so shall I return. Though absence means out of mind, let your heart not grow faint; instead, let it grow fonder and yearn for the return.

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