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Light of my lives! Is the time not yet? / Lo, I've brooded on a star / Through many a year, with the hope held dear / That, in some future far, / I would know the joy of a love returned. / Are my lives lived vainly, all? / Since that cosmic morn when life, now-born, / First moved on this mundane ball?
Yea, I mind it yet, when first we met / On a tertiary rock, / Flow the graceful charm of your rudiments / Imparted love's first shock. / But I was a mere organic cell / In that early eocene, / While you were a prim, primordial germ, / And the mother of protogene.