From the seed of love, a sapling grown.
Rekindled the flame of love by a beauty unknown.
In me, transformation occurred.
Once dark, now seen by me, everywhere, all bright tone.
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Give me the scorn of the stars and a peak defiant;
Wail of the pines and a wind with the shout of a giant;
Night and a trail unknown and a heart reliant.
Give me to live and love in the old, bold fashion;
A soldier's billet at night and a soldier's ration;
A heart that leaps to the fight with a soldier's passion.