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1 " As the ground blossomed into greennessWith the touch of the summer sunMatched the color of her eyes.She gazed out over the shifting seasAnd there appeared on the horizonA tall white sailThat marked his coming.They say he took herViolently, Arrogantly,As was his fashion,And made her his.Theirs was no gentle loveBorn of soft romance,But a flaming passionWhich burned the bitter memories of time,And set ablaze foreverThe shadows of their lives. "
― Rebecca Brandewyne , No Gentle Love